Yesterday, one of our neighbors stopped by for a visit. He and his family live just across the river.
(We have our own version of the “partridge in a pear tree”.)
December 12, 2007
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What a beautiful and noble shot Terry, great work.
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Comment by Bernie Kasper — December 12, 2007 @ 10:43 am
I like that “partridge!” What a handsome bird.
Janet
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Comment by Janet Wilkins — December 12, 2007 @ 11:46 am
Bernie, I see this guy and his family all the time, but it’s usually very difficult to get a decent shot. He’s posing in a pine in my front yard.
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Comment by montucky — December 12, 2007 @ 1:32 pm
They are awesome, aren’t they, Janet. I think anyone who doesn’t get a thrill out of seeing one close seriously needs to go to a specialist and get something fixed right away.
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Comment by montucky — December 12, 2007 @ 1:38 pm
Don’t you just hate it when they pretend they’re ignoring you like that? It’s hard to tell if they’re stuck up, or just shy.
Great shot.
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Comment by Pinhole — December 12, 2007 @ 1:51 pm
Great shot, Terry. Truly majestic.
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Comment by wolf — December 12, 2007 @ 2:28 pm
I just took a stroll through the last few days of your shots and it was exhilarating.
We are having a cool front today that will break a week of record high temps. We will cool down tonight to the mid 60’s. My St. Augustine grass is still growing!
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Comment by Ralph B — December 12, 2007 @ 2:54 pm
Yes, wolf, he’s a beauty. I just wish our people still had the spirit and dignity of our symbol.
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Comment by montucky — December 12, 2007 @ 5:33 pm
Thanks for dropping by, Ralph! Sounds like your temps are right where you like them! Our grass is still green, but it’s under the snow now. We are usually in the 20s this time of year. My only complaint is that I can’t get into the high country until spring.
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Comment by montucky — December 12, 2007 @ 5:40 pm
Pinhole,
Yes, he knew very well where I was. When they do look right at you though, you know you’ve been looked at! Sure wish I could see what they do!
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Comment by montucky — December 12, 2007 @ 5:50 pm
AWESOME!
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Comment by silken — December 12, 2007 @ 9:53 pm
He is that, silken. Those big guys just have a sort of presence!
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Comment by montucky — December 13, 2007 @ 12:29 am
Ooh pretty! I haven’t seen one yet this year.
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Comment by Adam R. Paul — December 13, 2007 @ 4:07 pm
I’m lucky in that I see them just about every day. I hiked along the river today for a mile or so and one was hunting above and screaming as he went.
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Comment by montucky — December 13, 2007 @ 5:31 pm
I’ve often wondered what it would be like to have the clarity of the eagle’s vision. While our physical eyes are not up to the task, we can still work to equal the power of the symbol.
Malcolm
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Comment by knightofswords — December 14, 2007 @ 11:09 am
We surely need to work on it, but we have a long, long way to go.
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Comment by montucky — December 14, 2007 @ 2:47 pm
Your title gave me a giggle. Your photo however, just inspired me right out of my slippers. Nice work!
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Comment by aullori — December 15, 2007 @ 12:11 am
I always have so much emotion when I see him because I know where his home is and that it will be destroyed in a few years because of a planned development that really should never happen there. It seems any more that my whole blog is becoming just a chronicle of things of beauty that are soon to disappear.
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Comment by montucky — December 15, 2007 @ 9:49 am
It is definitely something to be distraught over isn’t it, that is, the destruction of wild lands and animal habitat. It can never be retrieved once it is lost to commercialism!
My community has lost a tremendous amount of open space … our conservation commission is “powerless” to developers even though we are in a housing slump!
It just doesn’t make a lot of sense to me.
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Comment by Janet Wilkins — December 15, 2007 @ 10:53 am
The story behind this eagle’s plight is that he lives in the fringe area of an 800 acre ranch across the river from me. The ranch was started in the early 1900’s and not long ago the second generation owners died. The state FWP made an excellent offer to buy it for a preserve, but the sale would take two years. The heirs took a lower offer from a developer because they could get their money immediately. Once again greed and self-gratification won.
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Comment by montucky — December 15, 2007 @ 11:02 am