The crisp autumn day has slid into the quiet of nightfall. There is just enough coolness in the air to cause the mourning dove to fluff its feathers into a night quilt. May we all slip under our quilts and safely find quiet dreams. Peace and grace, Doc Ellen
Jordan Lake: Doc Ellen‘s Natural Minute. Here is both a Bald Eagle Fishing and a wonderful sunrise. Enjoy! Take care, stay safe. Be well!
Jordan Lake: Spectacular Fail! You are seeing the second of three attempts that Mom Godiva the bald eagle made early this morning on a huge striped bass. She had snagged it the first pass and had to drop it. This is her second attempt. Godiva came around, set her talons, and the impact apparently was so great – her weight of about 12 pounds against the approximate 2 pounds of the fish – that the interaction flipped the fish out behind her. Do not feel too badly for Mom Godiva. She came back around the third time and actually got a very good grip on the huge bass and took it back to the shoreline. There she ate her hard earned breakfast.
Jordan Lake: Doc Ellen‘s Natural Minute September 28, 2021. We were graced with an awesome gilded autumn sunrise this morning. Do enjoy! Take care, be safe. Stay well.
Jordan Lake: When we humans say that someone has their feathers ruffled, we usually mean they’re upset about something. However I can promise you that this great egret was not ruffling his feathers because he was upset. Nope, he had just flown to this perch and simply decided to have a good shake. I like the egret’s definition of “ruffle one’s feathers“.
Jordan Lake: Somehow, even though I have rendered Hershey into black and white, our eyes and our souls feel and fly with his majesty. Interesting how that transformation works …
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