How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house;
you give them drink from your river of delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light. Psalm 36:7-9 NIV
I’ve been posting a Friday Friend for quite a while now. Any creature in nature willing to cooperate qualifies as a candidate. Since this weeks WordPress Weekly Photo challenge is friends my almost weekly friends post fits right in. This week I’m posting a photo of a Blue Heron spotted on the Tuscarawas River north of Dover, Ohio. The river’s been high and muddy with all of our spring rains and this friend seemed to need a break from the extra work required to get a meal.
This pair of Bald Eagles has been faithfully using this nest for several years. Perhaps their success accounts for several nesting spots up and down the Tuscarawas River, Tuscarawas County Ohio. I usually will see a few from our house in New Philadelphia flying over the river each year.
I’ve known of this nest a little further south for awhile and finally had the opportunity under the right conditions to stop in and get a few shots. There were a dozen or so photographers set up. Their lenses could have swallowed mine and not even burped, but I found a hole through the spring tree canopy and came away with a few nice captures.
I hope you enjoy my Friday Friends.
A click on the image will enlarge the photos. Shot with Nikon D5200, Nikkor 55-300mm, f5.6, ISO 400, handheld.
Searching the archives, I came across this beauty from late last Spring. Given its pristine wings and swallowtails, I’d say this one was fairly new to this world. Something to look forward to as Spring pushes its way forward.
I found this ice formation hanging from a branch over the Tuscarawas River during a recent Artic blast Eastern Ohio. Before the cold, the rains came. Whether by lapping flood waters or dripping rain, this ice sculpture remains.
Cee’s Weekly Photo Challenge is Dark and Light. I took this photo on Decembers last day at sunrise. The Tuscarawas River was running high and swift. This ice bauble formed as water lapped upon the swamped grass bank. Clear waters are transparent to the underlying bank while the bauble captures morning’s first rays.
The last sunrise of 2016. Unremarkable, as most days are. But we designate an end which simply becomes a new beginning. From my Year’s day hike, I post a photo of an immature Red Headed Woodpecker. Chasing after birds with a camera is a new challenge and this bird is a young one. It seems to be an appropriate choice to start the new year.
“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. Matthew 7:23-25 NIV