Froggie’s Tadpoles

An impromptu photoshoot of 3 of my 4 children in Big Cottonwood canyon, Utah last week.

Great American Bald Eagle

Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.    ~John Dryden

So I was minding my own business snapping shots of a heron as the tide was going out. A few baby ducks were swimming about the buoy when all of the sudden down swoops an eagle trying to snatch one of the ducklings. Birds and ducks scatter everywhere and the eagle retreats up into a tree. Right above my head. I say, of course “hey there, Mr. Eagle!” and he cocks his head and stares down at me.

The rain was pouring pretty heavily when I took these photos.  It was worth getting wet.

Still Still Still

Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.
For all is hushed,
The world is sleeping

Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.
While guardian angels without number,
Watch you as you sweetly slumber.
Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.

~Austrian Christmas Lullaby

[All photos taken December 13, 2014 in the Key Peninsula, WA]