(Edit July 19, 2024: This is Appy’s other queued bucket from last winter with the note “Friday filler. Schedule as needed” so I am publishing it today. OD)
THE DAILY BUCKET IS A NATURE REFUGE. WE AMICABLY DISCUSS ANIMALS, WEATHER, CLIMATE, SOIL, PLANTS, WATERS AND NOTE LIFE’S PATTERNS.
WE INVITE YOU TO NOTE WHAT YOU ARE SEEING AROUND YOU IN YOUR OWN PART OF THE WORLD, AND TO SHARE YOUR OBSERVATIONS IN THE COMMENTS BELOW.
What is Friday Sequence?
Friday Sequence is intended to be an end-of-the-work-week feature which is a photographic challenge displaying more insight than can be captured in a single image.
12/16/23
I nearly always know exactly what I’m going out looking for. Of course I don’t always find it. So I also watch for other things. Sometimes I don’t find anything. Sometimes I just get lucky. This turned out to be one of those lucky days.
Celebrating the end of my firewood duties for this year turned into a day trip over to John Redmond Reservoir. I was looking for Eagles. Hours of searching produced nothing. I was about to leave when I saw two pair of long large wings flapping in the distance. They came closer but turned south while still far out across the lake. Looking through the long lens I could tell they were both immature Eagles, but that’s all I could tell. They were heading for the Otter Creek wetlands area. I lost sight of them as they disappeared into the distance. Otter Creek was on my way home, so I had nothing to lose. There are a lot of trees lining the near edge of the lake below the dam road so I searched among those as I made my way along the dam. Eagles know how to hide so I drove very slowly (too slow to suit most traffic going across that dam road), but the December trees all looked bleak and empty. All of a sudden, when I least expected it, an Eagle flew down into the one tree nearest the dam. As I approached it turned to look right at me. I immediately felt a sense that I knew this bird. I wasn’t positive but it looked to me like my favorite Eagle from last year. I had named it White Wings.
I had been so fortunate last year to get numerous extensive photo sessions with White Wings. You might recall some of these photos I posted of him last year.
The pics above were chosen because some of them are near pose matches to what you are about to see of him from this day. I just call him “him”, but I don’t really know the actual gender of the bird. It will be a him to me until I learn otherwise.
Satisfied that I got what I came after, and more, I proceeded southward along the backroads hoping, but not expecting, to see something else to top off an exciting day. As I drove by a small pond some raggedy looking metal rising from the top of a culvert pipe used as the overflow release through the pond dam caught my eye. I thought to myself how careless it was of them to leave such a dangerous projection. Something made me stop, turn around, and go back to investigate. Sure glad I did because what I discovered is that the projection wasn’t raggedy, rusty, metal at all. Okay, here we go on the...
FRIDAY SEQUENCE
It didn’t take long for this owl to disappear behind some trees. END OF SEQUENCE, and of a stellar day in the field, camera in hand.
So that’s the name of this tune, HOOT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE. I know who you are. You’re who is about to hoot up a storm in the comment section below!