It’s was a GORGEOUS day today. I started out with a bike ride into town – not because I needed anything, but because I find I’m more productive at home if I “bike to work”. I stopped for a half hour to sit on a dock, visit with my eagle friends, eat a croissant and drink coffee.
Oh! There is news in the eagle front! There is a pair of eagles who occupy a multi-generational nest on Frank Island, which is accessible when the tide at Chesterman beach is low. I walked over there the other day, and both eagles were feeling chuffed – they said they’d hatched out three chicks this year.
This is very exciting. They’re a bit early in hatching chicks, I think. Usually you see chicken-sized eagle chicks hanging out at the edge of their nests, screwing up the courage to fly, around July 1st.
The pair expressed optimism for the coming summer, that they expected plenty of food.
There were five osprey doing a vocal territorial / mating display nearby, and another eagle was gathering nesting material off the beach to take to his own site.
It’s a very exciting time, if you’re a raptor. Or a raptor enthusiast.
I did manage to tear myself away from the dock after a while.
I am very pleased to be catching up on readings.
It occurred to me today that I somehow have created such an ambitious wish list / schedule for myself this summer, that there’s no possible WAY I’ll be able to do everything.
What I *want* to do the most is readings and podcasts… But what I have to do involves purchasing domain names, setting up an RSS feed that I own and control, launching the new professional website and setting up a series of proper, professional email addresses using the domains I own, and isolating the booking emails from all others.
Logistics and creativity. Balance and progress.
I decided to just “do the next thing”. The best laid plans tend to re-arrange themselves anyway.
Besides, it’s surfing season. I need time for fun too!
Kate Sitka 
thank you for sharing the eagles’ good news, how wonderful!
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You’re welcome! It’s a really wonderful time of year, the eagles nesting. After their babies have fledged, the salmon will be spawning and they’ll all leave town for a couple of months in the fall to eat salmon and get as fat as possible for winter. This also shows their babies where to go for salmon, and they get a lot of experience socializing along the way.
Bald eagle juveniles (two or three years old, mottled plumage without the white head and tail) remind me of punk teenagers trying to one-up each other. Every year, the eagle couple’s chicks would return to the nest site where we used to live (I don’t think they do that with every nest site, the one near our old house happened to be beside a fish plant – lots of food!)
The eagle couple who lived near us year ‘round never harassed the local wildlife, or went after pets… but the juveniles sure did! Once we watched six juveniles go after a seagull and rip it apart for the sheer feral joy of it!
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