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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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Ours is one of those “love at first sight” stories. We met when I was a freshman at the U of Washington, in fall of 1967, and married in September, 1969. This photo was taken in February, 1970. Forty-nine years … Continue reading
Mom gave me this Sunbeam Mixmaster, top of the line in 1969, as a wedding gift. Avacado was the color rage then, along with Tangerine and Lemon. Every time I pull it out, I think of Mom; what a good … Continue reading
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
In October, 1967, I was a freshman at the University of Washington. Mutual friends introduced Creighton to me ~ we clicked. On our first date he took me to the Farrells Ice Cream parlor in Bellevue. This fragile plastic giraffe … Continue reading
In July 2011, my grandnephew Justin was 7 years old. He’d spent a whole week with his grandpa and grandma at their fishing campsite near Crescent Lake. This photo was taken just after Justin landed a prize Mackinaw Trout out … Continue reading
Hope forever flutters like a baby bird featherless – naked will it fly on fledgling wings or fall, a soft sack of tiny broken bones – bereft. Wish is hope suspended a floating feather drifting ever closer then sailing away … Continue reading
Trees are my totem. I love to be with them, in them, around them, under them. Here is a photo taken at Crater Lake National Park of Silver Cedars; majestic survivors, temples in their own right.
Sitting on my deck, camera at hand, surrounded by birds. More birds in my yard than ever before: Towhees, Juncos, Robins and Mourning Doves scurry over the gravel paths and under the shrubs, Black-capped and Chestnut-back Chickadees vie for space … Continue reading
On mid July afternoons the temperature rises into the nineties at Crescent Creek in the high desert wilds of Willamette Pass, Oregon. To refresh ourselves, my sister and I would sit on this log then soak & float in the … Continue reading