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.
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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For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: lumber.
Oh, lumber. Lumber from trees, from forests. Forests make me think of old growth. I have gone to the Hoh Rain Forest twice. The first time it was pouring rain so hard that we abandoned the trip and stayed at a motel in Forks. The second time the sun came out and the wet moss covered trees gleamed and the Roosevelt Elk showed up. It was amazing!



I took all the photographs except the one with me and the kids: my spouse took that one. These are from 2004.
Pulling pictures from a year ago…I love the grey/blue/silver of the light at this time of year. And now it gets lighter every day!
For Norm2.0’s Thursday Doors.
We walked on the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal National Park while we were visiting Maryland and Virginia. It is 184.5 miles. I’ve biked it twice, starting at the West Virginia end and ending in Georgetown.
The locks that we went by were not functioning, but you can still see where the gates were. Those are doors to hold water back, aren’t they?



Parts of locks are still present and some still are functioning.

This bridge building was used for flood control.

When the river was flooding into the canal, boards were lowered into the slots that diverted high water away from the canal and back to the river.


It was a beautiful day. We all enjoyed the sun.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: mystery.
Home to the Longette & Longette Lite
Intelligence that is not artificial: we are real.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
Discover and re-discover Mexicoβs cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
Or not, depending on my mood
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain!
An onion has many layers. So have I!
Exploring the great outdoors one step at a time
Some of the creative paths that escaped from my brain!
Books, reading and more ... with an Australian focus ... written on Ngunnawal Country
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
Coast-to-coast US bike tour
Generative AI
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
imperfect pictures
Refugees welcome - FlΓΌchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflΓΌchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
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Books by author Diana Coombes
NEW FLOWERY JOURNEYS
in search of a better us
Less Noise. More Meaning
Art from the Earth
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Taking the camera for a walk!!!
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
1 Man and His Bloody Dog
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