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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.
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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Whatever the weather in “your neck of the woods,” please honor our earth, be kind and stay safe.🐾
Today marks 8 weeks since Max and Daisy arrived at our home, so it’s time for our two month anniversary update!
Both beagles are adapting to the rhythms and patterns of our daily life. They get a walk or a trip to the dog park every day, and have a doggie door for access to the back yard day and night. They are good with people and other dogs, and are very loving with us.
I must admit Daisy has been a challenge. She is a hunter, always after squirrels and rabbits in the yard yapping like a crazy dog. We have resorted to using a bark-collar to curb that behavior, which is helping. Tiny enough to get through holes only 3 to 4 inches in diameter, when a scent is on the other side of the fence, and if the integrity of the wood at the base of the plank is compromised, Daisy rips right through it and the chase is on.
On the other hand, Max is content to hang out in the sunshine, though he would go with Daisy if he wasn’t as stocky as he is! Protective of her, when Daisy escapes, Max starts whining – a sure sign to me to grab their harnesses and start the search.
Fortunately my neighbors are very helpful and sympathetic with my plight, as Max and I trail my little scamp Daisy around their yards, through their shrubs and flower beds until, with their help, we eventually catch her.
This morning it happened again. Dear neighbor Dennis helped me corral her, and when we got home I told Daisy she has to keep her harness and leash on until I can get out there and mend the fence.
She wasn’t at all happy with this, as dogs have a keen sense of fairness, and if Max doesn’t have to wear his harness inside, why should she?
Max delivers a camelia blossom to me as I set to repairing the fence!
Wherever you mend your fences, please honor our earth, continue to be kind and stay safe.🐾
This week, Amy invites us to share stories of the natural world on Earth through photos. I begin with a close up shot of a Bovista mushroom, about the size of my fist – 3″ (8 cm), as it emerged in a dirt field.
Tree roots exposed in this rocky shoreline exemplify the symbiotic relationship of Earth elements; water, soil and flora.
At the edge of Orcas Island, rock emerges from boulders, as barnacle and seaweeds cling to the surfaces.
Humans use Earth’s resources, often to the detriment of the planet. Above wind turbines generate clean energy along the crest of the Columbia River Gorge, near Goldendale, Washington.
Which came first? Chicken or egg, flower or seed, summer or winter?
From mountain streams, to volcanic caldera lakes, to rivers and the oceans, water is essential to Earth’s Story.
“There’s no longer really any doubt that birds are a type of dinosaur. These days, the debate is about details. The strong evidence doesn’t just come from fossilized bones and similarities found across the skeleton, but from fossilized soft tissue – especially feathers.” Roger Benson
Wherever your camera takes you, please honor our earth, be kind and stay safe.🐾
Wherever you walk, please honor our earth, continue to be kind and stay safe.🐾
So many gorgeous curves in my archives, and everywhere I look in the gardens. Thank you Anne Christine for an opportunity to show a few.
Pacific Ocean storm swells wheel steadily toward the bulging berm in the shot above, taken from the deck of our condominium at Long Beach, Washington. A metal sculpture (bicycle rack) points the way up the slightly curved pathway to the beach, while dune grass bends in the strong wind.
After storms pass, often the beach is strewn with tangles of bull kelp and stranded jellyfish. This small Moon Jelly baby, surrounded by foam bubbles is a favorite image. Maybe eight inches in diameter, it has all kinds of crooks, twists and loops.
From surfs edge to the fringe to the dunes. Below another Dune Rune image etched into the sand by night-writer Alloniscus.
Pacific Ocean shoreline, dunes and sky give us curves that challenge us, ground us and elevate us. Below an immature Bald Eagle lifts off from the beach.
Wherever you are, please honor our earth, continue to be kind and stay safe.🐾