For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: walk.
The print is from today’s beach walk. Interesting, isn’t it? And here are more.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: walk.
The print is from today’s beach walk. Interesting, isn’t it? And here are more.

I am thinking of the phrase “Places in the world a woman would walk.” I know it’s by Grace Paley. A short story? A line in a story?
Do you feel safe walking in your neighborhood? Or on a beach near you or in a forest? If you are male, do you thinks it’s safe for a woman to walk alone in your neighborhood? Do you feel differently about a male? And the same questions to woman.
And is there an age limit? Is it safe for me to walk the beach alone because my hair is mostly white? What about my son and daughter, both in their 20s?
Safety is relative. One of the unsafe things about our beaches is the warnings about an earthquake and tsunami. We have sand cliffs that will most certainly collapse. I walk the beach and eye the cliffs. There is some luck involved and I accept that.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: note.
What am I looking at in this photograph? Taken Saturday a week ago hiking at Fort Worden. No more hints….
Meanwhile, the juvenile has decided to ignore me.
The juvenile really looks the same size as the adult and there is no nest in the tree. It must already be flying.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: frosted.
I am still gently walking towards the tree. The eagles are aware of me, but they are way up there. I think that is a frosted look that I am getting.
We were still working our way around the Fort Worden beach. I am hoping that the eagle will be in the tree where I can get a great close up.
And here is the tree.

Darn. My eagle is gone.
My daughter and I are working our way around the Fort Worden lighthouse. I catch the eagle from different angles. I am hoping for a close up.

Neither angle is wonderful, but there are other shots:

Our eagle from another angle, down the beach.

My daughter and I hiked the beach on Saturday. The eagles were out. We saw three at once, two juveniles and an adult. Earlier we saw an adult flying and a juvenile flying. There were either three or five or more.
I watch for them in the trees. Big dark lumps that the zoom lens can parse. This is at full zoom so we were not close. But we were walking around Point Hudson indirectly closer.
For Mundane Monday #194, my prompt is gull.
Have you been gulled? Do you see gulls and photograph them? Are you gullible? Do you gull others?
Add your picture or store and tag it Mundane Monday. I will list entries next week. Have a wonderful week and don’t get gulled or fleeced! No one should pull the wool over your eyes!
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From last week, my theme was group.
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