March 23, 2025

What's the difference between the turkey and the eagle?  


I have a neighbor who has had a gigantic Trump banner hanging on the front of his house since 2015.  Over the last year he has had lots of Trump paraphernalia around his home and mailbox.   Today, on my way to the rookery, I realized he'd taken it all down.   How much good can I read in this?  Has he gone too far for his own supporters?  




6:30 a.m., very confused by the sight of the moon rising outside my window and not the sun.  Took a pic with my phone to remind myself that I saw it.  LOL


Very sunny today, but it did not get warm.   Took a short ride, or should I say, I took two short rides, one over to the canal where there was no activity and then later to the rookery where there was a lot of activity.  Birds are back.  There were no herons, but lots of others.  And the males were being very noisy and territorial. 


This eagle flew in and claimed his territory above a dozen common mergansers and almost as many geese who were pairing off.   He flew around and then landed in the tree and didn't budge.  Sat up there camouflaged.  




Around the corner at the beaver pond, which has increased in size a lot this year, there were two beavers and I think a kestrel, although I can't really tell.  There were geese and red winged black birds.

Up the next little hill and this flock of turkey stood in majesty, they were beautiful.  Tom was going to protect them all from my car or my camera or maybe me.   I watched for a good 15 minutes and he flexed and showed those feathers.
I thought about a million things today and when I got to the rookery I was going to write, but I didn't have a pen on me.  So odd, and now I can't really remember what I wanted to write about.

I wanted to write about the power of singing.  I wanted to write about the incredible excitement of watching someone you love grow from their core as honest to themselves as they can possibly be.  How inspiring, how wonderful, how how terribly fearful I still am watching that growth.   Am I afraid only because of my own experiences?  The world is so terrible scary at the moment.  

I shouldn't read news, and yet, I really don't want to be ignorant.   After a day of singing in community I had the strength to read some and to hear of assassinations and cruelty and stupidity.  In response you as my audience get photos of nature, some male dominance, but not evil.  

Tomorrow I go back to the pool




 

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