Tag: raptor

Flight Simulator School

Iceman: You two really are cowboys. Maverick: What’s your problem, Kazanski? Iceman: You’re everyone’s problem. That’s because every time you go up in the air, you’re unsafe. I don’t like you because you’re dangerous. Maverick: That’s right! Ice… man. I am dangerous.

Ospreys on the Magothy

Along the Magothy River on the Chesapeake Bay, the Osprey have flourished in numbers. An evening cruise on the upper river passed by nests on nearly every channel marker along the way. Their teenagers were tucked in for the evening, some enjoying their supper. A curious one sat […]


The Osprey have returned to the Chesapeake Bay after enjoying their tropical winter holiday. As they mate for life, one couple I’ve become familiar with, returned one by one. The male returned first, lovingly building the nest for his girl before she arrived. Within just a few days, […]

Lunchtime at the Dam

At Conowingo Dam, it’s all about the Shad. This powerful dam across the Susquehanna River holds back the water’s power and harnesses it for energy for the surrounding area. Running the locks periodically to maintain water levels, the shad run through the dam and are knocked silly and […]

Cooper’s Hawk

There’s been a bird feeder in the garden this past week. Not the one that you can buy at Home Depot, but rather one with feathers. This beautiful Cooper’s Hawk has been swooping into the Cherry tree at the manor, hoping for some little birdy delicacies. Looking up…looking […]


High Flight    “Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High […]

Swooping In

It was a day of heavy rain a couple of weeks ago. Thoughts went into my head that perhaps the rain had brought some birds down and I could find them easier. As the storm was easing and passing through, I headed out to Patuxent Research Refuge – […]


Came home this afternoon after a pre-dawn departure for a photography workshop in the Eastern Shore. Dinner was being served in the front yard. On the menu? Squirrel Tartare.   He that waits upon fortune, is never sure of a dinner. Benjamin Franklin

The Look

  You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’ Eleanor Roosevelt