In the first photo you can just barely see the bright white sliver of the top of the chick’s head above the blue arrow. The white tail to the right of chick’s head belongs to Dad Bard. The other 3 photos are Bard leaving the nest and in flight.




In the first photo you can just barely see the bright white sliver of the top of the chick’s head above the blue arrow. The white tail to the right of chick’s head belongs to Dad Bard. The other 3 photos are Bard leaving the nest and in flight.





A four-year-old bald eagle, to me, often has very interesting plumage patterns. They are in the process of finally attaining the totally white tail and head and a body cloaked in deepest dark brown feathers that at 5-years of age marks their maturity. Captain Doug and I found this youngster landing as if she owned the whole cove. I’m sure that’s what she thought.
Jordan Lake this morning at 224.16ft was still rising. The Haw River as it was exiting the dam was very quiet. Lake and reforming downstream river were very unlike the water systems to the west of us. As I watched this bald eagle appear out of the distortion caused by the dense fog on the river, I thought of the horrendous impact Hurricane Helene has made from Florida to our NC mountains. I am reminded that Nature is as elegant as the bald eagle and as fierce as a rampaging river.

I am in awe as the great egret comes to land on the face of the riprap at the Jordan Lake Dam. I can’t begin to imagine controlling all of those feathers. Some of the flight feathers going in very different directions than the others and yet, all working together to bring the egret safely to the edge of the Haw River. I am sometimes all thumbs with my 10 fingers. I can’t begin to even roughly sketch the multitude of nerves, muscles and tendons needed to put each feather exactly where it should be placed for a perfect landing.

The male northern cardinal tries hard to look quite classy at all times. However, as you can see here, he is very disheveled. Molt, the normal replacement of feathers, in cardinals occurs in late summer. His only way foreword is to preen and wait for the new feathers to appear. Soon he will again be crimson elegant, beak to tail.


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“Killdeer Launch”
I usually hear a killdeer before I catch sight of it. Their sharp kill-dee, kill-dee is quiet distinctive.
