For as long as I can remember I’ve enjoyed seeing birds; the diverse array of plumage, the various sizes, and the fact that they can fly. One above all others seems to stand out...
Golden but especially Bald.
I remember going to a Busch gardens with my grandmother when I was a wee lad. That was still when they had brick built brewery in Tampa. The public was allowed a tour through the building and the outside wreaked of used hops. But the exit,...the exit was a sanctuary of sorts. For injured and recovering—Eagles. They were rehabilited by the park but not heathy enough to be released into the wild. I thought it was neat to walk through the brewery and see them upon exiting.
History has them as birds of prey worthy enough to immortalize on flags, currency, and symbolism in general.
Most of my life, I remembered hearing that eagles were on the endangered species list. Perhaps that made them much more of an awesome sight to see.
Knowing they are or were a rare sight to see and potentially a species that could be no more. Unbeknownst to me, 2008, they were no longer on the list but are actually thriving and are currently a protected animal.
OBSERVANCE IN THE WILD
In 2010, we took a family vacation, a road trip out west to Yellowstone National Park. One thing you want to do when you are there is watch out for a crowd of people or a group of parked car along the side of the road. Well, it was parked cars that caught our attention. We almost missed the turn and it’s not easy to go a u-turn with an RV. Next was a sight I could just stop and watch and throw away the clock.
A SIGHT TO SEE IN A WILD AMERICA
What we saw were three eagles. Not one, not two, but three. It still leaves me in awe as I recall the event. I felt like Marty Stouffer as we watched the eagles fight each other over food. They were on the other side of a river. There was a flat area along the river and then a hill that had a steep incline. The geography and topography matter because being that they are large birds it was definitely a spectacle.
inspired from life
I drew a number of sketches. Recalling scenes of the squabble. Finding it interesting that one would pick and choose when to enter the fight then retreat to the hillside or even the top and watch the other two. As if waiting for the opportune time. Like a cat patiently waiting to pounce. The above is the result of the sketches combined with old nature magazines my grandmother collected for help with extra details. The medium was Rembrandt soft pastels.
Just when I thought that would be the highlight to my encouters with eagles, much to my surprise, there was more to come back home. I had a German Sheppard at the time and if I was home (and the weather was fair) she loved to spend time outside. One day in 2013, instead of just calling her in I went out into the yard to get her. I looked around the pond and see a bald eagle pirched on a palm branch of a neighbors tree. Hopeful, I ran inside to get my camera but knowing that nature constantly changes. Luck would have it, nature took its time to change.
It is by far one of my favorite pictures I have taken. I was originally outside to bring my dog in so that I could leave for work but there are those things, moments worth being late to work.
Yellowstone for me was 2010, one child was 2 and the other 4. It’s most unlikely they’ll remember anything from that trip. Fast forward six years and it’s a Sunday and we are doing yard work. I come inside to cool off and get a drink and my younger son yells that he sees that he sees an eagle (as he’s looking out of the bonus room.) My initial reaction was to dismiss it as if was no different then seeing Loch Ness. ‘He’s probably seeing A bird but just saying it’s an eagle.’ Just then I remembered taking the above picture three years prior and said that it very well could be possible. I couldn’t find my camera but I did grab my phone. This time it was all over the place. We first saw it fly in the a circle with other birds but the sheer size made it stand out. Then it kept fly from roof tops and trees.
Last year, I was leaving the house with the kids in the car and once again my younger one yells out he sees an eagle. I saw it too. It was pirched on an oak branch not even five feet above a sidewalk I use when I go running.
I was talking with a Dear Friend the other day. I shared my drawing and some of my stories. Reminiscing I thought it would be a great post to write. Then yesterday after we were home for less then five minutes. I get out of the car, hear a bird, look up and say my goodness that’s a big bird then of course my younger son says it’s an eagle.
It’s exciting to think that they are literally in my backyard and nieghborhood. Out of curiosity I looked up if it’s possible to know where eagle nests are and the answer is yes.
Visit this website, eagle locator, for the unlitmate bird watching.
thank you for joining me.
AS always, remeber to
Better yOurself everY Day
There’s No state of emergency?
No reason to panic?
An equinox happens cyclically?
What is an equinox?
Is it lox sweetened with “equal”?
Close! So, close.
No. Not really.
What’s in a name (or title)?
That title was part of a goofy sing-song that my dad would sing. Now, as unfortunate as it my be, I have firmly grasped that paton and am running with it, metaphorically of course, as being the goofy Dad.
“Spring has spring,
Fall has fell,
Summer is here and it’s hotter then...”
Hell-o, how are you all doing today?
I don’t know about the rest of the country/ northern hemisphere but Florida had an exceptionally warm summer this year. It’s definitely a warm (cool) welcome to see cooler temperatures in the near future. To read further about heatwaves, tied records, and in general how exceptionally warm 2018 was go to:
According to the farmers almanac,
https://www.almanac.com/content/first-day-seasons, the first day of Fall or Autumn was yesterday at 21:54, or 9/22 at 9:54.
I’m not an expert on space, atronomy and the like but I am fascinated by it. So, if the summer solstice is the longest day of the year (And by golly!! Was it the longest day this year, or what.) and the winter solstice is the shortest day of the year, then the equinoxes are in the exact middle of both.
By breaking down the word in its original Latin, it actually means equi-, equal, nox-night. And if the the night is equal that means the day is equal as well. Since we are headed towards the winter solstice that means the daytime will gradually get shorter, days will get cooler, and the nights longer.
This drawing I did, just like the post I made yesterday, was the result if not knowing what to draw but wanting to draw something. Having a bonus room in Florida seems to be a pretty common thing and in ours is a pool table. I enjoy playing pool but by no means am I a pool shark.
Once again, large paper clipped to an artist clipboard on the floor with my box of Rembrandt soft pastels and a basic set of graphite pencils.
I look around seeing if there’s anything here that will get my attention. Then, I got it—a leg of the pool table. I outline the basic shape with a medium grade graphite pencil. Before I ever thought about the focal point being about the sun, I was just simply drawing the leg, capturing the curves and the redwood color.
Maybe the claw is holding something. A sphere. A sun?
I made the sphere yellow with sunspots and turned it sideways. I the added solar flare loops to solidify that I wanted it to be a star and not just some random yellow glowing sphere.
Seen and unseen
What I like best about this one has to do with the electromagnetic spectrum. The idea that what we actually see with our naked eyes, known as visible light, is just a mere fraction of what actually Is. forces acting upon the sun/ the sun having an even great impact on the (not so empty) space. You know, an influence of about two light years in all directions.
Is the drawing, an arm representing gravity ‘holding’ it in place? Is the sun moving so fast that it, in the drawing, is causing a wake behind it?
Without a doubt we can see the sun but can not see unaided and overlapped the whole picture. The unseen forces at play on a day-to-day basis.
John R. Boyd
Remember to always,
Better yOurself everY Day.
Yesterday I wrote a post entitled, “haha: a funny little anecdote.” The image I used is poabably one of my favorite drawings I’ve done.
I called it “Juxtaposed.” I thought about calling it ’the theater faces’ but opted for the latter.
Everything about it is opposites so I think the name fits.
What really gets me about this one, I wanted to draw something but I had no clear vision/ image that I wanted to see come to fruition. I grabbed a large sheet of paper and my Rembrandt pastels (chalk). For this one I was on the floor. I drew a line down the middle and every stroke led the next.
It was a very neat experience and those are what I try to find. Almost serenditous-like.
Better yOurself everY Day
I go into work around mid morning. After I arrived I went to the store. I said “hi” to an employee I recognize and know. She says hi back and asks, “how is your day so far?”
i couldn’t help myself.
I responded, “thank you for asking. I’ve had a great day so far but now I’m at work.”
she laughed and the people she was helping also laughed.