I can say it out loud now. Spring. Spring. Spring! Indigenous plants are sprouting. I stepped outside my door to listen to the Lapland Longspurs trilling away. Male and female, doing the little mating flirtation. The fog was coming down, and I could tell that a nice drizzle was going to start shortly. I walked across the lawn, following the birdsong. A juvenile bald eagle, perched on the light pole next to Mom’s and Dad’s house, ruffled his feathers and for some unknown reason decided to fly to perch on my roof right above my door. Then he hopped-flew to the little shed 10 feet away. Well – talons up close are a bit frightening, so I decided to walk across the street to the beach, hoping that he would be gone in a few minutes. Low tide. Thinking of the red salmon soon to grace our waters. I turned back toward the driveway and barely ducked fast enough to evade the adult dive bombing the juvenile with talons extended. Criminy! I had to go from fence, to boat, ducking for safety each time that damn eagle would dive. About 20 feet from the door, I noticed that there was another adult eagle sitting between the little shed outside my door and Mom’s house. Just sitting there all eagle-eyed in the grass. Pitter patter goes my heart. Then another juvenile joined the fray. Now didn’t I feel just a little ridiculous making a beeline for my front door as if the gates of hell were opening behind me. Yes, ah spring.
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I am so happy I found your blog. I just started reading it and looking forward to reading about your fascinating life!
Sorry I haven’t updated my blog for a bit of time. Had some changes to deal with. I swear I’ll be back on track soon!! Thanks for reading.