Magnificent beauty all around.
The Bald Eagle Halia ‘eetus leucocephalus
B.C’s largest raptor. They have a wing span around 6 to 7 feet, can weigh between 5.5 to 13 pounds. They have acute vision, six to seven times better than a human’s. Their main food sources are fish and carrion. A bald eagles life span can exceed 30 years.
It takes five years before they develop the white head and tail feathers.
After the breeding season ends in late July or early August, the Lower Mainland bald eagles migrate north for a few months. They then return in late September or October to their nest sites. Thousands of northern birds also come south, their numbers usually peaking in early December. They congregate on the Harrison River and other nearby salmon spawning streams to feast on salmon carcasses. When the eagle nesting season starts in late January and February, the northern breeders will begin to leave. Over 250 pairs of eagles will remain to nest in the lower Fraser Valley.
Bald eagles mate for life but will find a new mate if one dies.
Beautiful, understated decorations. Very inspiring.
Waiting for BC Ferries to float us across to another world.
Some days this is how I feel too.
Might as well go for Gold . . .
Going to sit by the fire and crochet.
Christmas Lights on the Tiny House. So cheery and welcoming.
Sometimes it is necessary
to pull away
from those who love us,
those we love
in order to find out what we think,
what we feel,
who we are
without their expectations
pulling us in different directions.
Sometimes we need to learn to love ourselves
by being alone with our own doubts and thoughts
for a time,
to see our own reflection
without their shadows behind us.
They may see it as abandonment,
selfish or uncaring
but those who truly love,
know the seeds they planted
take time and space
and that we become
who we are
because of their love
not in spite of it.
©2018 Sharron R. McMillan
Getting caught up in anger
over the way things ‘should be’
we fail to see what is –
beauty, order, incredible colours,
animals, seasons, fruit, sky,
awesome beauty –
Why do we fail to see it.
Why does our focus narrow down to such smallness
as money, things, what we have
or do not have.
One needs only to stand outside at night,
look up at stars, moon,
listen to rustle of cedar boughs,
peep of tiny birds finding places to sleep in the eaves,
smell coldness of crisp air.
It is perfect.
The world is perfect.
It is our perspective that is not.
©1999 Sharron R. McMillan
Fac, si facis – Do it if you’re going to do it