Out in the sun and I hear a tapping. Where? I try to echolocate the sound like a bat. There!

Out in the sun and I hear a tapping. Where? I try to echolocate the sound like a bat. There!

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: flight.
This photograph delights me. The young eagle is so ruffled and scruffy compared to the parent. Feathers all every which way, like a gangly teenager. And looks a bit sullen and grumpy, too. My teens were certainly hungry all the time and I suspect that the eagles were out because they are hungry too, so early in the spring.
Thank you, eagles!
As we walk away from the tree, here is a shot back. Both are still present but you do have to look for them. I look for the shape from a distance.

For the Daily Prompt: forecast.
We walk on at Fort Worden. I am disappointed that the eagle has flown. Then I spot another large silhouette in a different tree. Eagle? Yes, and not one eagle. Two!
The forecast is eagles.
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.
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The picture is the tree with berries that the robins are eating, outside my clinic window. They clear it from the top down. Deer come too and stand on their back legs to reach up for berries.
I am watching the birds and deer eat the winter berries. This is in my yard. I have a tree that I watch out the window at clinic. Robins will land in a flock in three tall trees across the street. They will swoop from across the street in groups and eat the berries. The berries will disappear from the top of the tree down, the most risky and exposed ones last.
For Wordless Wednesday: I am not wordless today, but the herons are so stealthy!
Hiking with my daughter and friend B on the C and O canal, ah! Here is an east coast great blue heron. Standing very still across the canal, just the colors of the rocks and winter trees and leaves. I look for birds or I could have walked right by without seeing this one.

I love the one legged stance. I will need to do a lot more Tai Chi before I can stand on one leg that comfortably. The heron only moved enough to keep an eye on me.

I think this is a Western grebe. Or a Clark’s. There was a pair together down by the water Saturday when it was stormy.Β They were fishing quite happily.

Together and then one dives.

It was hard to steady the zoomed camera in the wind. Here is without the zoom:

And both dived:

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bird.
This is the second time that I have been blessed by mergansers! I am sitting on the front rocks, which face east, with P in the early morning. Tea, journal and camera. Camera just in case. The family of mergansers swam around the point and we froze. They came up on the rocks, about 15 feet from us. I took pictures and otherwise we held very still. The family groomed themselves. One settled facing the woods and the others slowly settled, the parent bird still on the alert. After they rested enjoying the early sun, the parent led them back in the water and they swam along the rocks in front of us.
I read an article about productivity yesterday. It talked about taking breaks and more importantly breaks outdoors. A study of work after breaks showed that people thought an outdoor break was better than an indoor one for relaxation, but the measured effect was even greater than expected.
I can only be blessed by mergansers if I go outside and wait and am quiet. I feel so blessed.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: borborygmus.
So what does a coot stomach gurgle sound like? Borborborcoottootrygmus?
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