AB
BC
MB
NB
Labrador is the same as Newfoundland NL
NS
ON
QC
SK
PE

penny - maple leaf
nickle - beaver
dime- boat
quarter-poppy
half buck- 2 natives in a canoe
loonie-loon
toonie-bear

11 points on the maple leaf

45C or 118F
-55.3 Ellesmere Island 1978 ummm 1979

Crozet island in regards to Canada? No idea it may have to do with whales? Greenpeace?

oh oh this is not my strong suit...don't know whether I'd be north or south of those places

first PM BC John McCreigh?
present Gordon Campbell (I think)
there's been 34
well I don't think there's any with BC as initails

Canada is second to Russia I think for size

Nova Scotia i think for second smallest

Gee that's crazy, hmmm I think 4 talons, 3 to the front and one that would grasp from the back/side? So 4?

Females are about a third bigger so 25 - 30

Molson of course and it's wayyyyyy to hot for my brain to work on those but I will sometime

How'd I do teach?

Close in the Heart

Distance is not always measured in meters
for it so many times is a function of thought.
The young may be close to the warmth of mothers breast
while their thoughts are lost in the vastness of unknown
places yet to even be more than imaged destinations
lying far away from the nest which holds them and
at the same time the parent wishes to be drifting
over sun drenched hills with their lifting breezes where
just gliding along the shore clawing its way into the sea
causes white capped waves to eternally push back and
the eagle is neither involved or affected by that struggle.
And a mere movement by either in the nest can instantly
re-unite them to the nearness of the other where the love
of young to parent causes a snuggle to draw closer and the
response of parent to tuck, by a nudging beak, a loved one
into their protection.
And too soon it seems in the instant that bond is broken
and separation becomes not just thought
but the reality of independent life never to be reduced
to the closeness of early life again, except in remembrance.
Standing now on separate limbs, next to a nest filled
not by their presence but with their absence, each says
good-bye even though they are there together. They will stay
close while yet far, far apart by distance but not by heart.
The parent suffers the tearing feeling of loss while knowing
it must be so, the young must grow , the young must find
what lies ahead for them, leaving behind the proud
but sorrowing parent who soars for the joy of their fledgling
entering a maturity long awaited, now wished to be delayed,
for just one more minute, must you go, so soon. And the
answering cry, with pathetic wavering tells of the love
being split asunder when the sky calls and must be obeyed.
Eagles are meant to fly, to leave behind a home which
is no longer theirs, to leave it for preparation of the future
while they find their future in the freedom of flight, where
the distance from home depends not on geography but
the heart, which can make them close again, when ever
they wish. We send them off with our wish that they, someday
sometime will repeat this story with their own family.Yet,
for just a few more moments they stand close to the nest
Will this moment be the last until with a strong thrust
of flapping wings it becomes the past. and distance becomes.

Wow! What a lovely, touching poem Mel! I loved it! It truely brought tears to my eyes thinking about our sweet Solo and how she will be flying off soon on her own adventures, leaving her wonderful Ma and Pa behind! Laurie/ Whales1!

POSITIVELY STELLAR!!! Put a lump in me throat and tears in me eyes knowing that this inevitable cycle is about to end. Summed the whole process beautifully. How I wish we could keep Solo forever...c'est la vie...only in our hearts. It is what nature dictates. Thankfully the cycle will renew itself again next year and Mother Nature will tug at our heartstrings once more.

Beautiful poem indeed. Where are those tissues?

Greetings from Seattle! I wanted to thank everyone at Fledge Fest 2010 for making my first Fledge fest so fun and memorable! It was wonderful to meet all of you eagleholics! You helped me feel so welcome and at home! And it was very exciting and emotional for me to finally see Solo together with Ma and Pa Sidney in person (in bird?)! I will never forget the first moment I saw each of these three precious eagles for the first time! It was exhilarating to say the least! The excitement at the nest site was amazing with all of the fledge festers pointing, sighting, exclaiming, rejoicing when one of the eagles moved or came into view! The luncheon was so much fun socializing and getting to know everyone, having fun with Mel's quiz (which, being from Washington I didn't do too well on) and listening to the amazing David Hancock! I'm hoping that we can somehow get the funding to help the Sydney cam be workable next year because I'm ready to sign up for Fledgefest 2011! Thank you Elle for giving Mel and me the tip about the Muse winery! Even though it was closed on Monday, the wonderful owner let us come in and enjoy a glass of wine and view the eagles nest! An adult and the two eaglets were there and we had a great time watching them! The place would be perfect for next year's Fledgefest luncheon! I rented a bike on Tuesday and rode back to the nest site! I saw Ma and Pa and Solo showed off for me doing some fantastic wingercizes and she spread her lovely wings and soared into the air! I caught a few pictures that I would like to post, but I need some guidance as to how to do it. The pictures are not the best, but they capture the beauty of Solo's gorgeous wings! It was wonderful to spend a couple more hours with the Sydney trio before I had to leave to go back to Seattle! Thanks again to all of you for a fantastic day! Laurie/Whales1

Laurie/Whales1 I have sent you a PM regarding posting photos

13. Now, where was I? Oh, posting pics. So, some new ones. All the time we were watching them, they were watching also. Ma watched Solo. sometme by herself.


14. But sometimes they both got together to keep their eyes on the baby and my, how that kid has grown. Here they are, watching Solo. But humans are not to be trusted.


15. Here they are looking at us, while we looked at them.


And, as Laurie has told you, we went to the Muse winery and saw --well, try the next post of mine.