Bald Eagle – Wings Aloft
Wings Aloft Feathers spread with grace divine Wings aloft by Grand Design ~ Poem and Bald Eagle capture, Wings Aloft © Jerry L. Ferrara
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Moose – Across The Tranquil Marsh
Across The Tranquil Marsh On a brisk autumn morning, as the sun burned off the brume, a pair of Moose casually made their way across the tranquil marsh. ~ Anecdote and Moose capture, Across The Tranquil Marsh © Jerry L. Ferrara
Bald Eagle – Tranquil Did The Predator Wait
Tranquil Did The Predator Wait Gently fell the silken snow and quietude saturated the soft silent surroundings. In the midst of the serene storm sat a steadfast spirit. Tranquil did the predator wait. ~ Anecdote and Bald Eagle capture, Tranquil Did The Predator Wait © Jerry L. Ferrara
Bald Eagle – Sweep the Boreal Aurora Sky
Sweep the Boreal Aurora Sky While the background for this shot may be reminiscent of those eerie, shadowy curtains of charged particles from the sun [the aurora borealis], it is in reality not the dramatic light show at all. What follows is the story behind the making of the image: Across the wide and watery chasm of the expansive bay, white-headed entities idled tree-bound in the deafening, hushed stillness while greeting the somber light of dawn. That same light, cast from the forest and smeared subtly onto the liquid surface, created ephemeral impressions, mirrored reflections, and muted hues … Nature the artist, the lake its immense canvas. In time, a solitary Bald Eagle launched from its lofty lookout. Over the pigmented fluid it glided low, the backdrop redolent of a Northern Lights array. Suddenly the eagle performed an astounding aerial maneuver … and “Sweep the Boreal Aurora Sky” came into existence. ~ Anecdote and Bald Eagle capture, Sweep the Boreal Aurora Sky from the book, Wild North Idaho: Photos and Reflections © Jerry L. Ferrara
Bald Eagle – Zeroed In
Zeroed In Concentrating on the fish below, the Bald Eagle zeroed in on its target. ~ Anecdote and Bald Eagle capture, Zeroed In © Jerry L. Ferrara
Bald Eagle – The Arrow
The Arrow The archer pulls the taut string aft and with it slides the narrow shaft. Notched in place does arrow wait to be released and reach its fate. The energy that is kept pent does now propel the weapon sent. When so done, flies it for sure. The arrow’s target won’t endure. ~ Poem and Bald Eagle capture, The Arrow © Jerry L. Ferrara from the book, Wild North Idaho: Season of the Eagle