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Walking With Eagles is a collection of original poems and photographs by Lindy Low Le Coq. A lifelong naturalist, amateur photographer and bird enthusiast, Lindy’s verse, composition and photographs open a window into the essence of her subjects. Her poems and photography reflect the rich natural wonders of the Pacific Northwest.
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Bald Eagles mature over the course of five years. Walking With Eagles invites the reader to take a poetic and visual tour of this odyssey.
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Category Archives: ancestry
~ Wenatchee ~
It was difficult to leave Shady Pines Resort on Friday. We liked the cabin, the intimacy of the resort and I was pleased at how unspoiled the entire place remains. On the road to Wenatchee, we drove into a thunderstorm … Continue reading
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~ Mac’s Landing ~ Deer Lake, WA ~
Last night we stayed in Newport, Washington where my family lived from 1950-55. Since I was very young, my recollections of Newport are few and far between. Our focus yesterday, Sunday was to visit Deer Lake Resort for a picnic … Continue reading
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Tagged ancestry, architecture, family, nature, nostalgia, outdoors, pacific northwest, writing
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~ Heirloom Photograph ~
On the back of the original frame was a note written by my Grandfather, George Sutherland Low (1884-1957): In Glen Tilt ~ Perthshire Scotland, by Charles Reid ~ Gold Medal ~ London Exposition of Photography I’ve always loved this photograph, … Continue reading
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Tagged ancestry, antiques, art, nature, photography, Scotland
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~ In A Vase ~ In My Heart ~
“Memories, you see, last longer than anything else.” Margaret Sangster Harvey Littlejohn Low February 28,1922 – Spokane Washington ~ June 3, 2016 – Corvallis, Oregon My younger sister, Lori and I collaborated to write a quality obituary of our father. … Continue reading
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Tagged ancestry, family, flowers, In a Vase on Monday, nature
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~ Tuesday Two by Two ~
My father, now 93 and fighting to remain cogent and healthy. It’s no wonder Mom fell for him! Still a gentleman and scholar, though age is having a rough dance with him. Love him dearly.
Forty Acres ~ Sunday Stills ~ Agriculture
When I was fourteen, my Dad and Mom bought a farmhouse and all the outbuildings of a once-working, family dairy farm, on forty acres just three miles south of Pullman, Washington. The work, land, people, and history remain part of … Continue reading
Posted in ancestry, Art, family, nature, outdoors, pacific northwest, Photographs, plants, weekly photo challenge, Writing
Tagged animals, art, family, father, landscape, nature, outdoors, photography, postaday, storytelling, Sunday Stills
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Vic Moore ~ Memorial for a Master Teacher
Victor Wayne Moore; born October 17, 1926, died November 14, 2013. Four years younger than my father, Vic served in the Navy during WWII, and later in Korea. He studied art education at Central Washington University (CWU), and after one … Continue reading
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Tagged art, being, family, fun, love, mentor, photography, relationship, teaching, wood carvings
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High Cascades ~ Wide Open Spaces in Black and White ~ Sunday Stills
In the mid to late 1960’s my father, mother, brother, and family friends took our horses to the high Cascade Mountains in Washington, to hunt deer. Someone in the party snapped this photograph, looking down across a valley. The horses … Continue reading
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Tagged animals, family, father, landscape, nature, outdoors, photography, Sunday Stills
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Touching Branches
I don’t recall what age I was when my mother gave me the silver medallion. She knew I was curious about it, and that I would take good care of it, which I was/am and have. The name on it … Continue reading