Wednesday, August 21, 2019

sky born yahoo

Well isn't this the best news! They are on their way!

All three have fledged and this little one is returning to an empty nest.

Flying is easier than landing, especially in a tree limb. I have watched many comical landings in the treetops, so hopefully this landing will be a cinch.

And voila, touchdown with no collisions!

Monday, August 19, 2019

Saturday, August 17, 2019

feather lessons

Learning to fly is not easy.
You can't see the little on the right because he has done a face plant in the nest.
Feathers have a mind of their own, especially on a windy day.

But with perseverance he has regained control.

Dad looks on and gives a few minor tips on proper feather placement.

But a new day has dawned and levitation has begun.

Ahhh the wind beneath the wings......

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Breakfast time

I have hundreds of images of this family, 
I've been in heaven when I'm with them in the early morning. 
So today I'm sharing one of my favorites, mom delivering a fish for breakfast. 
These juveniles have not fledged yet, so fingers crossed that happens soon. 
They need to fly and learn to feed themselves before they migrate to South America in the fall.

Thursday, August 8, 2019


This little goldfinch just finished bathing in the birdbath
 and then came to a rest on the cone flower. 

This juvenile osprey just learned how to fly a few days ago.
 She looks at me with curiosity while I kayak beneath her branch.

I sat for a very long time in order to capture this image of the killdeer on the beach.

This was the shot I was looking for. 
Once the butterfly flew on this blossom with the deep shadows behind I was thrilled.

Monday, August 5, 2019


Icebergs were floating in the freezing water at the base of the glacier in Alaska. 
They had lived a long deep life and now were released to float and melt and join the sea life that swam around their perimeter and rested on their cold shoulders.

They were another world up close, their edges sometimes sharp and angular
with beautiful shades of blue.

And others were filled with frozen coils and bubbles.

I loved reaching out and touching them.

Saturday, August 3, 2019

for my sister

Heading into the mist unsure of what will be.
Trying to stay focused on the light that wants to guide our way.

Letting go
Giving into the breath that lifts the mist and lets us see forward.

Feeling the warmth and love and the clarity to see the next new day.

Friday, July 26, 2019

Alaskan woods

Peace comes over me when I'm alone in the woods. 
Such power and strength in the standing trees.
The deeper I go the softer the ground beneath my feet.

The light is magical as it filters through the canopy, sharing a powerful secret with me.
I breathe deeply, taking in the gifts of another world,
So that I can call on them when I need them most in my everyday world.

Friday, July 5, 2019

couldn't resist

One last post before I leave for Alaska.
They were all alone.
Confused and concerned.
Where is mom?
Now I'm worried too, where is she? Why is she gone so long?

I discovered she had flown the coop, so to speak, 
and had landed with another small group of local ospreys fishing in a favorite spot at low tide. 
Quite honestly I think she needed a break. 
I didn't blame her actually, I remember that feeling.
Motherhood is exhausting.
The littles were so glad she came home. 

Thursday, July 4, 2019

on our way

We are leaving for Alaska.  

I'll be missing our beautiful shorebirds but look forward to meeting bald eagles and bears oh my.

Sunday, June 30, 2019

deeper reflections

Sometimes I think I might just fall in and stay awhile in this different world...

Thursday, June 27, 2019


Bright blue skies, boats afloat in the bay, me and my camera and my kayak. I feel like a child with a new box of crayons and a clean blank piece of paper.

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

this way and that

Mom and dad are on the nest, dad on the right, mom with her little tucked under her to keep him cool on this very hot day. Dad spots a seagull flying too close to his nest.

So he heads out to give him a strong warning to move along.

He dive bombs the seagull, swooping and diving after him. 

This turned out NOT to be a good idea. The seagull turned on him and the chase began.

They squawked and reversed directions and soared through the blue sky.

Dad soon became over powered by three seagulls who banded together to drive the osprey away. As we watched from our boat seven seagulls arrived and the chaos ensued.  Osprey dad didn't have a chance.... he finally retreated into the trees and the seagull group cried out their soaring crackling glee at winning this game. After looking very closely at my images I realized that juvenile seagulls were part of the group. Apparently that family banded together to protect their own nesting area. Can't wait to go see dad again, I worry about him extending so much energy on this hot day. He has so much work to do feeding his young family and protecting them as well. What a good dad....

Tuesday, June 25, 2019

on my way

It was a beautiful calm evening on the bay so I decided to go kayaking. 
On my way I passed a mother robin about to feed her littles.

Discovered the resident black crowned night heron hiding in the tree, hoping I'd continue on my way, which I did....

Became mesmerized by the floating feathers on the surface of the water.

All happened on my way to see the osprey nest across the bay.......

Sunday, June 23, 2019

Life on the Bay

Meet the newest family on the bay. There are two littles in this nest and I'm guessing they are about a week old, maybe not even. Mom is calm and my presence in the kayak doesn't seem to really bother her. I'm quiet and far away, remember I have a big lens.

I love the baby's long neck. So gangly and sweet.

Meet the other family around the point from our house. This one is much older than the other little in the other nest across the bay. See the difference in the neck, this one is fuller and has more developed feathers. Not sure about the sex but believe it's a male. 
Now comes the exciting part, getting these littles ready for their 2500 mile migration to South America that they will have to do in a few short months.

Our nest will remain empty but perhaps the littles will discover it and use it to feed on a fish when they fledge. I can hope anyway. I'm so happy there is life on the Bay, I'll keep you posted.