Bald eagle bursts out of tree, flying up to the sky

Bald eagle bursts out of tree, flying up to the sky

I felt so excited to show you this photo yesterday, but the ice fishing expedition needed discussion first.  What do you think of this?  The Annishnabe (Ojibway) call this beautiful bird “Migisi”.  Once almost extinct and on the Endangered Species List, it has now made a comeback in the United States.  For more information about our national bird, follow this link to a Bald Eagle Fact and Information page.

Birds are notoriously hard to photograph.  They move so quickly.  You focus your camera and they’ve fluttered out of range.  You move too close, they fly away.  You snap their picture from far away and they look like tiny dots in the sky or tree. 

This fellow perched in a tall tree near Second Sand Beach yesterday afternoon.  I glimpsed it less than five minutes from our ice fishing rendezvous.  I thought, “Should I get out of the car?  Of course it will fly away.  Of course the camera won’t focus appropriately.  Of course….”

Of course one must completely ignore when the Mind starts rambling about why things won’t work.  So I grabbed the camera (while backing up the car in good multi-tasking mode) and opened the door.  The eagle flapped upward and I snapped the picture.  And, miracle of miracle! the photo turned out. 

I couldn’t wait to show you.

Signs of spring near the garden

Signs of spring near the garden

You wouldn’t want to walk in our driveway today.  It’s not pleasant.  It resembles an ice skating rink.  You place your feet very carefully, one cautiously in front of the other.  You pause frequently.  You know you’re very close to slipping and sliding and tumbling down.  You wonder if you should return to the house and attach “creepers” over your boots.  Diligent blog readers remember the definition of creepers:  attachments one places over boots to assist when walking on ice. Mine have spiral metal coils which dig into the ice, hopefully keeping the walker more upright.  When Nancy and I pulled the tent out on Lake Superior’s ice yesterday, we both wore creepers on our boots.

Once you reach the end of the slippery driveway, the main roads look more navigable.  They’re mostly ice-free.  A few patches here and there.  It’s still warm, 42 degrees.  Our Georgia company has been blessed with some  nice weather.  He may come back to visit again in the winter time!

It rained or sleeted earlier this morning.  Which, along with the warm temperature,explains the ice skating rink in the driveway.  It’s not particularly fun to walk in the woods now, either, as the snow is heavy, wet and slushy.  The road is your best bet.  Except when you stand too close to the edge, in which case your boots cover rather quickly with a good layer of mud.

Dried stalk of the self-heal plant

Dried stalk of the self-heal plant

Yes, spring is slowly announcing her arrival.  Slowly.  She’s a leisurely lady around these parts.  We’re almost in that in-between season, halfway between Winter and Spring.  It usually stretches from March to April and (sigh) sometimes into May.  We call it “Mud Season”.  Bet you’re looking forward to those muddy pictures coming your way soon…

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