Showing posts with label eagles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eagles. Show all posts

Saturday, July 21, 2018

Assateague Island Birds - Photos

Bald Eagles

Osprey with take-out flounder

Oystercatcher

Snowy owl

Wood duck

Great blue heron

Baby great blue heron

American egret

Wild Turkey

Snow geese

Yellow rumped warbler

Double crested cormorant

Least tern

Merganser

Mockingbird

Brown pelicans

Peregrine falcon

Red winged blackbird

Screech owl

Semi-palmated plover


Monday, February 5, 2018

Post (American) Football

If you're an American, and you're scratching your head about the title, it's because, in most countries around the world, "football" means what we call "soccer."  Other than the Philadelphia Eagles' celebration parade to exhibit the Lombardi Trophy after last night's Super Bowl, the professional football season has ended.
   I grew up watching football on television, and at high-school and college fields.  Dad always rooted for the under-dog team, even though he had a few favorite college teams.  And, of course, he cheered for my sister's and my school teams.  I have never, personally, been to a professional football game.  I like to be able to see the game clearly, via cameras, and to see instant replays.  I can easily go to the bathroom, without waiting in a line, and I don't have to pay an exorbitant ticket fee and outrageous prices for food and drink. 
   I used to be an avid football fan, with a wide array of likes and dislikes on both the college and professional level.  Since almost every single one of my favorite players is no longer playing - except two, but one was injured and missed almost the entire season - I haven't been watching.  I still the the plays and the moves and the fakes, but I'm no longer personally invested like I was before.
   Yesterday, and last night, I was hoping the Eagles would defeat the New England Patriots.  Number one, the Eagles were the under-dogs.  Number two, I really dislike Tom Brady.  So I was quite excited when I checked on-line last night and saw the Eagles were trailing by a single point with over 8 minutes left in the game.   I actually became hopeful that the Eagles would be able to beat the Kraft-Belichick-Brady machine.  When people were running around screaming in the restaurant parking lot last night, I checked the final score - and did a little jig beside my desk chair. 
   When I was a kid, I remember that the quarterbacks and receivers were the "known names," but that they always said it was a team effort and most shied away from the spotlight.  Joe Namath began the change - and I have to admit that I always laughed at Joe, even though he was a good player.  I've always loved the defensive players - they never seem to get that much credit, unless a quarterback sack is made... 
   In any event, there are three professional football teams that are anathema to me, just because of their quarterbacks - Tom Brady of the Patriots, Philip Rivers of the Chargers, and Ben Rothlesberger of the Steelers.  I have to say that I pretty much "hate" all three of those quarterbacks, even though they are good players.  It both their attitudes, and their actions that I dislike. - And, so, stupidly, I dislike the entire team.....
    But, way to go, Eagles!!!  You did it, men!!   A 41 to 33 win!  Thank you!

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

The Chesapeake Bay - Part 2

I remember, as a child, riding the ferry across the Chesapeake Bay on our way to Chincoteague.  When I was born, my father was in the US Navy, and we were stationed at Oceana, Virginia; then at Millington, Tennessee, then Corpus Christi, Texas.  Dad retired from the Navy on my fifth birthday, and we moved to Gainesville, Florida.  Anytime we visited Mom's home town, which was usually once or twice each year, we took the ferry from Norfolk to Cape Charles, Virginia.  That happened until 1964, when I was 8 years old; in April of that year, the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel opened.  I was astonished that you could drive both over and under Chesapeake Bay and did not have to take the ferry.  I can even tell you that we crossed the Bridge-Tunnel in my Uncle's brand new Jeep Wagoneer - my sister, Mom, and I in the back seat, and Aunt Ruth in the front passenger seat, with Uncle Claude driving.  I remember seagulls flying alongside the car, and how scared I was when we entered the first of two tunnels.  Now, 52 years later, I enjoy the scents of the salt water and the rhythmic beat of the tires across the joined slabs of the road bed - as well as the sight of the gulls flying beside the car.  For me, the Chesapeake Bay has always meant that I was almost home...
    The Chesapeake Bay is home to many fauna that either migrate to the area, or live there year round.  There are over 300 species of fish and many shellfish and crab species. Some of these creatures include the Atlantic menhaden, the striped bass, the American eel, the eastern oyster, and the blue crab.  Birds include ospreys, great blue herons, bald eagles, and peregrine falcons; the last two listed were threatened with extinction by DDT: their numbers plummeted, but have risen in recent years.  The piping plover is a threatened species which inhabits the wetlands around the Bay.
    Larger fish, like the Atlantic sturgeon, as well as several varieties of sharks, and stingrays visit the Chesapeake.  The waters of Chesapeake Bay have long been regarded as one of the most important nursery areas for sharks along the east coast.  Megafaunas  like bull sharks, tiger sharks, scalloped hammerhead sharks, basking sharks, and manta rays are also known visitors.  Bottlenose dolphins are also found in the Bay.  The unconfirmed sightings of humpback whales seem to be proven, as four dead humpbacks have washed up recently along the Eastern Shore.  The endangered North Atlantic right whale, as well as fin, minke, and sei whales have also been seen within and near the mouth of the Chesapeake.  Loggerhead turtles are also known visitors in the Chesapeake.
    The Bay is mostly known for its seafood production - especially blue crabs, clams and oysters.  In the middle of the 20th century, the Bay supported 9,000 full-time watermen and their families.  Today the Chesapeake is less productive than it used to be .  This is due to runoff from urban areas along the western shore of the Bay, runoff from farms on the Eastern Shore and from the Susquehanna River watershed, over-harvesting of marine life, and the invasion of foreign species into the waters.
    In the 19th century, the plentiful oyster harvests in the Chesapeake led to the development of the skipjack, the state boat of Maryland, which is the only remaining working boat type in the United States that is still under sail power.  Other characteristic bay-area work boats include sail-powered boats such as the log canoe, the pungy, the bugeye, and the motorized Chesapeake Bay deadrise, the state boat of Virginia.
    In contrast to harvesting the wild oyster, oyster farming is a growing industry in the Chesapeake Bay that helps maintain the estuary's productivity, as well as a natural effort for filtering the impurities, such as excess nutrients, from the water in an effort to reduce the effects of man-made pollution.  The Chesapeake Bay Program is using oysters to reduce the amount of nitrogen compounds entering the Bay's waters.  Oysters are hermaphroditic and will change gender at least once during their lifetime; they often begin life as a male, and end life as a female.  There are numerous ways to cook and eat them (besides raw on the half-shell), as well as many recipes and sauces to accompany oyster dishes.  According to Kendra Bailey Morris, of the National Public Radio in 2007, "The Chesapeake oyster - sometimes called Chesapeake white gold - has a flavor and texture that begs connoisseurs to come back and shuck just a few more."
    The Chesapeake is also famous for its rockfish, a regional name for striped bass.  Once on the verge of extinction, rockfish have made a significant comeback because of legislative action that placed a moratorium on rockfishing, which allowed the species to re-populate.  Rockfish are now allowed to fished again, but only in strictly controlled and limited quantities.

    Chincoteague Island, my maternal family home, was long famous for its oysters and clams.  For many years, Campbell's Soup Company had an exclusive contract for the oysters and clams caught, or raised, in and around the island.  For quite a few years only Chincoteague oysters and clams were used in Campbell's soup.....  The island had problems with pollution, and our shellfish production took a huge dive.  The waters are now cleaner, and our oysters and clams are being noticed again.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Bald Eagle Slaughter

I finally opened my Christmas package from my friend in Florida - I received it a week before Christmas, but my friends' package was late in arriving at her home. This morning, I was like a small child - I was giggling as I ripped open my wrapped gifts. There were several packages, and the first I opened was labeled for Nedi and Lovey - 12 new toys, that they have already played with and marked as their own. Then a package of note cards, a magazine about the making of The Hobbit, and then, a beautiful nightshirt with matching socks. Carolyn, you always seem to know exactly what I need. My thanks for being my friend for such a long time. I am truly blessed to be friends with you and Greg! Thank you for the wonderful gifts; they will be treasured.
  It's gorgeous outside - sunny sky, no clouds, and temperatures in the upper 40s. I have my patio door wide open, and I'm sitting here in a T-shirt and jeans, and am very comfortable. The kits have been running in and out for most of the morning - and I've had breakfast, my medications, and a nice,long phone conversation with Carolyn. I am content. Lovey is lying on the cat tree, and looking out the window. Nedi is lying across the patio threshold, watching leaves move in the slight breeze. I head over to Tugger and Sasquatch's this afternoon, to begin 10 days of feeding, medicating, playing, reading and grooming. I also need to remind myself to take my camera, as I don't have photos of those two. They are nice, loving kitties.
  I was upset to read that someone has shot and killed four bald eagles in Snohomish County, Washington. Apparently the person who shot them was just out for the joy of killing - nothing was removed from any of the birds, and all four were thrown into a semi frozen lake, where they were found, floating. All four bald eagles had been killed by a small calibre rifle. The Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife and the Native American Stillaguamish tribe are offering a combined reward of $13,750 for information regarding the killings. The criminal penalty for killing a bald eagle without a permit was increased from a maximum fine of $500 and six months imprisonment to a maximum fine of $5,000 and one year's imprisonment. Furthermore, in the second case of second conviction, the penalty was increased to $10,000 fine and two years imprisonment. The maximum amount of a misdemeanor offense was increased $100,000 under the Criminal Fines and Improvement Act of 1987. In addition, $250,000 will be fined for an individual for a demeanor and a felony conviction. Respectively, $200,000 and $500,000 will be fined in case of an organization for a misdemeanor and felony conviction. The civil penalty was added, stating anyone who takes, posses, transports, sells, barters, or purchases any dead or alive Bald or Golden Eagles will be fined $5,000 for each violation. In addition, he or she who violates or disturbs any egg or nest will be fined under the civil penalty act. The act allowed the taking, possession, or transporting of the Bald and Golden Eagles in areas where they were endangering wildlife and livestock.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sophie and Walt

I spent all of yesterday morning with the kits - but they saw me put my alarm clock into my overnight bag early on, and realized I was not going to be home for a while. Banichi got even more snuggly and loving than usual, while Lovey sat on top of the cat tree and watched me with accusing eyes. Evan brought me to his parents' house, where I was licked immoderately by both Walt and Sophie. I plopped down in the kitchen floor and spent the next 30 minutes rubbing tummies and ears and hugging the black kids. They have had a diet change, so I got new instructions on what, how much and when to feed; and they have switched treats, too. After their folks left, I took Sophie and Walt on a slow afternoon stroll - it was almost 90, and Sophie wanted to go, but was limping quite a bit, so we took a short walk. After supper, I went out onto the porch and watched two young skunks come by on their usual evening browsing route; they are so cute! And, of course, squirrels and cottontails proliferate in this area. - I was told that there appears to be an outbreak of either distemper or rabies in the local raccoon population, so I shall be careful when I let the dogs off leash. Walt is currently stretched out at my feet, while Sophie is guarding the doorway. They are such good, loving dogs!

Yesterday, the 50th annual Skipjack race at Deal Island in the Chesapeake Bay took place... skipjacks are quickly disappearing from the bay, and most of the 11 boats that took part in the race yesterday are owned by educational foundations. Two bow sprits were damaged during the race, and the first two boats past the finish line were both owned and operated by educational groups. The boat that came in second yesterday won the inaugural race 50 years ago. Skipjacks are fast, light-weight sailing ships that were originally used in the Bay for oyster dredging. - And the Wildlife Center of Virginia released a young male bald eagle at the Westover Plantation (by the James River) yesterday. The immature bird was found on Assateague, in the Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge. It was on the ground, unable to fly, and its' parents had apparently abandoned it. It is hoped the youngster will find a mate and settle nearby in the 4,200 acre local wildlife refuge.