Eagle at Roger’s Pond

Bald Eagle, Roger’s Pond Park, Kennebunk Maine

Some of you know I have been checking the Mousam River at Roger’s Pond Park regularly over the past 2 months, in hopes of seeing the Eagles that hunt the river there most winters and can be seen well into summer. It is somehow more special to see the Eagles there, only a quarter mile off Main Street, in downtown Kennebunk. No luck so far this year, until yesterday! I always hope for an Eagle on a good perch, but this one was tucked back into the pine, high and on the far side of the river, and the only vantage with and unobstructed view of the face was from entirely too far away. Still, it is an Eagle!

Sony Rx10iii at 1200mm equivalent field of view (2x Clear Image Zoom). 1/400th @ f4 @ ISO 100. Processed in Polarr on my iPad Pro. 

That tree… Happy Sunday!

Pine Plantation, Alwive Pond Reserve, W. Kennebunk Maine

“If your eye is generous, your whole being is full of light.” Jesus

Sometimes it is hard to the that tree, and sometimes it is just too hard not to be. 

To the generous eye it is all one. God is a the God of infinite variety. We treasure each tree in its difference, and treasure the difference in each tree. 

Happy Sunday!

Pine Plantation, January thaw…

Pine plantation, Alwive Pond Preserve, W. Kennebunk Maine

I went inland yesterday on my photo prowl. I managed to find a safe place to park at Kennebunk Plains and walked in to Day Brook Pond, and then went around the loop to Alwive Pond Preserve on the other side of the Mousam and walked back through the pine plantations there. After several days of rain and thaw, it is looking rather winter-worn and the trail, where it has been packed by hikers and snowshoers, is pure ice, but the pine plantation was a strange as ever. A poem.

There are few places stranger than
the pine plantation at Alwive Pond.
The trees all of a kind and all of an
age…my age…or a few years younger,
planted in the early 50s to fill in 
for the fires of 47. And today, in 
a January thaw, the trees stand stark
in the filtered light, unnaturally even, 
holding high a fragile roof against 
the winter sky. The hush is so profound 
it is a presence, behind you, a cowled
multitude, breathing reverence in 
perfect rhythm to your breath. 

Sony Rx10iii in-camera HDR. 24mm equivalent field of view. Processed in Polarr on my iPad Pro for a somewhat high-key effect to bring out the geometry. 


White-breasted Nutchatch, Kennebunk Maine

It was dark and rainy yesterday, here in Kennebunk Maine, so of course, the birds were very active at the feeder. I was tempted out to the deck for a few photos, though the low light made focus difficult and pushed the ISO higher than I would have liked. This White-breasted Nuthatch performed nicely for me, (and there was a Red-breasted in the suet feeder as well, pic maybe tomorrow 🙂 This is not a bad shot for ISO 1600. 

Sony Rx10iii at 600mm equivalent field of view. 1/100th @ f4. Processed and cropped slightly in Polarr on my iPad Pro. 

Mid-winter thaw…

Pond along Rt 9 in Kennebunk Maine

It got up to 47 degrees yesterday, on January 11th, after night of rain. The combination had every creek in flood, ponds melting, and the tide, already a King tide, running abnormally high. They were practicing hockey here on the little pond by Rt 9 in Kennebunk only the day before. You can see the mounds of snow that marked the edge of the shoveled area in two different storms.  I like the light and shadows here, and the reflections. 

Sony Rx10iii in-camera HDR. Processed in Polarr on my iPad Pro. My own shadow removed from right center at the bottom with TouchRetouch. 

Things are looking up…Titmouse


Tufted Titmouse, the yard, Kennebunk Maine

Sometimes when the birds are very active at the feeder I can not resist getting the camera and, the season, a coat and hat, and stepping out the back deck door. Sometimes the birds will tolerate me there for a half hour at a time. Sometimes they are off at the first crack of the door and will not return while I am out there. I have not figured out what makes the difference. I suppose it might be how desperate they are for sunflower seeds. 🙂

This Tufted Titmouse was one of the few who stuck around long enough to pose for me the other day when I tried the experiment again. It was “we are not desperate” day, and I was only out long enough to see the birds in the treetops moving on to other yards. Still I like this shot. The sunflower feeder is right over his head, but it looks like his aspirations might be even higher. It might make a great inspirational poster (though I don’t actually approve of the genre, in general).

Sony RX10iii at 600mm equivalent field of view. Program mode. 1/250th @ ISO 160 @ f4. Processed in Polarr on my iPad Pro.

Winter ducks on the Mousam

Mallards, the Mousam River at Roger’s Pond Park, Kennebunk Maine

It has been super cold the past few days (and nights) and the Mousam River has finally frozen up to the rapids at Roger’s Pond Park here in Kennebunk Maine. That is traditionally the edge of the ice in Winter, and is where the ducks gather to feed, and sometimes the Eagles too. This is the largest single flock of Mallards I have seen there this winter so far. Gotta love that iridescent green!

Sony RX10iii at 424mm equivalent field of view. 1/400th @ ISO 100 @ f4. Processed in PhotoShop Express on my iPad Pro. 

Common Eider keeps her crab…

Common Eider (female), Back Creek, Kennebunk Maine

I wrote about this female Common Eider a few days ago. I watched her catch crabs just off the bridge near our beach where it crosses Back Creek for half an hour the other day, and watched her repeatedly avoid having her catch taken by a predatory gull. Her technique was simple. She took the crab where the gull could not go…back under water. This sequence catches the action. It reads as text would, left to right and down line by line. 

Sony Rx10iii at 600mm equivalent field of view. 1/250th @ ISO 100 @ f4. Processed in Polarr on my iPad Pro, and assembled in Frame Magic. 

Female Bluebird. A poem…

Female Bluebird, Roger’s Pond Park, Kennebunk Maine

A little bit of a bonus on Sunday. 🙂 Finishing up a thought from yesterday. This is the image that inspired yesterday’s Day Poem.

The female Eastern Bluebird is the more
subtle of the sexes (generally true among
birds), not so gaudy blue and rust red as
the male, and in Winter even paler, washed
by the cold to match the season. Still, if you
look closely, there is a fascination in the
way the bright blue peeks out of the plumage
on the wings and back, teases the eye, and
keeps you looking. I wonder if it has that same
effect on the males come breeding season?

Photographically it has an interesting history. I took it at maximum zoom, 600mm equivalent field of view on the Sony Rx10iii. When processing it in Polarr I really like the composition and the feather detail on the bird, but could not crop in enough without loosing too many pixels to get the bird at the scale I wanted. So I saved it, and reopened it in Big Photo, another app for the iPad. Big Photo allows you to resize images up or down, using a variation, I am assuming, of the “genuine fractals” math that produces very satisfying results when you upscale. This is cropped tighter and upscaled to 16 plus megapixels. The result is a “printable” version of the image. It, of course, has been downscaled again for blog and social media display, but I am satisfied with the results. Isn’t technology grand…when it actually works. 🙂

Beauty everywhere. Happy Sunday!

Cattails, Roger’s Pond Park, Kennebunk Maine

“if your eye is generous, your whole being is full of light!” Jesus

I went to Roger’s Pond Park, as always, in winter, in hope of Eagles. But I went with a gererous eye, willing to see whatever was there. There were no Eagles. I found a small flock of Blue Birds, a White Breasted Nuthatch, and a Downy Woodpecker…all to the good…and then, on the way back to the car, the cattails in the little wetland between the water treatment plant and the park caught my eye. I suppose I was looking for more birds, but I ended up looking at the reeds themselves. Winter reeds, their heads disheveled and fluffy. I zoomed the camera in for a closer look and liked what I saw even more. Now the reeds were an intricate tapestry of textures, a symphony of textures. Beauty is everywhere to the generous eye…everywhere you turn, in every season. 

Beauty is an aspect of creation, a reflection of the personality and the spirit of the creator. The beauty we see in nature is testimony to the beauty of the heart, the quality of the love, with which the Creator creates. It is everywhere because God is everywhere at work. And that is what the generous eye sees.

Go out today and find some beauty. Happy Sunday!