3 chicks

I started writing this morning about Fate pointing at me as someone whose life has been altogether uneventful thus far and how she decided she would f*#% with it. But half way through, it was even too much self pity for me to tolerate. Sure I feel like wallowing in it right now, but truth is others have it worse and I am thankful the King wasn't paralyzed in his motorcycle wreck (or worse), and I'm thankful his brain tumor was benign, and I'm thankful we have been able to pay the bills so far, and I'm thankful my girls are better than okay.

So instead I'm going to tell you the baby eaglet was born last night.

And it turns out I was wrong about the male earlier, they share in the sitting of the eggs, but once the eaglets are hatched, its the female that does most of the tending. The daddy has been doing a good job bringing them fish and rabbit to eat. And I've even seen him share in the feeding of the eaglets. It has been an amazing thing to watch.

Baby Daddy

There is an eagle in Decorah, Idaho with no privacy whatsoever. New reality t.v. to the extreme. This eagle is the diligent father of two eaglets and an egg. He sits for hours, doing nothing but staring around and providing warmth. He gets up when the eaglets get restless, picks at the dead rabbit in his nest, feeds them, eats a little for himself and nestles back down on top of everyone to keep them warm. It is an amazingly beautiful thing to see in such a complicated world.

This morning as I was glued to my computer screen, the eaglet-mama made an appearance. I snapped a picture for you.
Is this not majestic? I will try and snap a picture of the eaglets for you too...and as I type this the eaglet is peaking out and I've put another picture below.

If you would like a nice soothing nature noise to your day at the computer, I highly recommend livestreaming this in the background. http://www.raptorresource.org/falcon_cams/index.html
And if you are moved enough to help out the group that is trying to save these animals, that is good too.

Scandalous Dallas

We are five days into the month and I haven't made a post yet. The trouble is, so much has happened this month already that I have not been able to organize my thoughts or even decide what and how much I am going to share. I don't mean to be mysterious but there are some things, when put on paper, that seem distorted and different than the real life version of them. Sometimes writing about the experience makes it flat and two dimensional. I know this isn't the case for a good writer, but let's face it, I'm just bloggin' here.

The King and I went to Dallas this weekend. We used our key to get in to a hotel room that already had naked people in it. So there you go. Not on purpose, mind you. That is, we wanted to get into the hotel room, but were completely unaware it would be occupied with two naked people. So really, I don't need to embellish or use lots of adjectives. I can tell you it was neither one of the worst nor the best experiences of my life. Probably in the top five of embarrasing experiences, but only because it turns out we personally knew the occupants of the room. Oh how I wish they would've been complete strangers.