The cypress tree has knees that allow it to bridge very different environments – soil, water and air.  The cypress tree reminds me that bridges in life are often needed. Thanksgiving Day gives me the opportunity to reach from my heart to yours and to tell each of you how utterly grateful I am that you allow me into your lives by sharing what I see and photograph.  So please take my thank you through this special day and into many tomorrows and pass the joy on to the next heart or soul that needs your help to build a healing bridge.  Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen

Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River: I recently found out that this particular plumage pattern is called a “white belly” bald eagle. This youngster is one of this year’s fledglings. I see one or two of these white bellies every year. The eaglet will be mostly brown by the time it is a 3-year-old.

Jordan Lake: I am free in my pursuit to photograph our National Emblem because the Veterans we honor this Veteran’s Day gave us a gift we can just barely understand. These Veterans had the courage to accept the call to protect the Liberty enshrined in our Democracy – they accepted even though they might die for their faithfulness. My heartfelt thank you to those Veterans who are now memories and to those who still breathe the air they help protect. I hope this image of the American Bald Eagle can say what my words cannot speak: your selfless dedication soars on the Wings of an Eagle. 

Oh, I was grumpy, yes I was at sunrise this morning. The fog was heavy over the river and all up in the trees. Grump, indeed, as any birds were well-hidden. I kept looking down the river where I just could see an adult bald eagle, silent in the mist. The sun eased up the sky and suddenly there was light caught in the trees. “That would be a pretty landscape shot,” I thought, “and maybe the eagle will be visible in the photograph”. Snap. I took the shot and forgot about it until just now. Oh, my. Light suffused and showing plainly that there were 3 bald eagles in the tree. My grump got dispelled as I planned to share with all of you. Take care, be safe. Stay well.

Jordan Lake, Haw River
 A brick wall sometimes a mirror may be
 if you as a child can see
 past the clay
 letting your imagination roam free