doc ellen's journey
This is Amicus.
He appears to be an elderly eagle.
But I have no way to tell his age other than he is more than 5 years old. 16 more words
2 days, 13 hours ago
Catfish is the very early morning breakfast for the osprey fledglings.
This fish was delivered 13 minutes after dad had had his toe bitten
and he is carrying the fish in the foot that had gotten grabbed. 22 more words
3 days, 17 hours ago
A Face from the Crowd
One last morning on the lake before I need to return to the real world and deal with my broken car.
3 days, 23 hours ago
Ow, ow, ouch!
The hazards of being a parent.
The fledgling was trying to grab a fish from dad’s talon
but got dad’s toe instead – in a very tight sharp hold. 38 more words
5 days, 12 hours ago
Splitting rails the old fashioned way today.
5 days, 20 hours ago
Rising sun, rising osprey fledgling.
Eyes shining in the light, the youngster landed with the confidence she was gaining.
She had fledged only a few days before.
photo taken July 5, 2015
6 days, 14 hours ago
I always check out each bird in a vulture kettle.
The raptors of all sorts often soar in the thermals together.
This morning a red-tailed hawk joined the black vultures. 18 more words
1 week ago