In Loving Memory of Mom Norfolk by by The Eagle Peeps (free novels to read txt) 📖

quite an audience from the surrounding woods. Some even bring lawn chairs and snacks when watching. I guess this is their equivalent of our cable TV.

ENN News

Written by Wings

***7/19**ENN**

The Juvies were told that Ed Clark stated on the Mod Chat that eagles smell bad. He wasn’t speaking of their olfactory sense but referring to the dreaded BODY ODOR. Our Norfolk 3 were not happy as they consider themselves to be very hygienic birds of prey. They bathe every day and sometimes several times a day. They are not pleased that Ed is telling the world that eagles stink—“Nobody stands close to an eagle in the check-out line!!” Ya really don’t want to make an eagle mad at you Ed! You didn’t learn your lesson when you almost got your face ripped off by one and now you are stepping in it big time. As an apex predator, eagles can control those that they may eat in the future. They make them an offer that can’t be refused…if you know what I mean! The rumors from “The Woods” have them collaborating with a group of pigeons and working out terms of a “contract” to pay Ed and his truck a visit. Ed, If you hear wings flapping overhead, don’t look up with your mouth open!

ENN News

***7/20**ENN**

Bet you didn’t know Eagles have their own curse words! I wonder if Ed’s ears are still attached today? They should have just burst into flames while he was sleeping with all the talking that was done about him last night! Six eagles sitting in a powwow circle trying to figure out how to get dead fish out of their bath tubs. There was no jocularity in The Pen last night as these apex predators were very angry their spas had been taken over by slimy, half dead fish. KS told NV to sit at the end of The Pen as the moon light was causing a glare bouncing off his greasy head feathers. No beaking for those two last night! NX kept slipping off the perch as her oily talons couldn’t get a grip. The Tail Feather Gang next door were not pleased as they have medical problems and soaking in a spa is part of their therapy. Who wants to soak their injured tail in slimy fish water and possibly get bitten on the butt? Is that even sanitary??

ENN News

Written by Wings

***7/22**ENN**

Word got out that I was lurking and skulking around The Pen and posting reports. I guess the Rock Stars didn’t like their private life splashed all over the news because I encountered some resistance last night. Seems they have some “friends” in the surrounding woods that were trying to prevent me from getting my stories. They were scary looking bruisers who tried to hide their identity behind masks like the Lone Ranger used to wear. I had just snapped off a couple of pics of NZ, strutting her stuff in those Ed Clark slippers and wearing a piece of that rug as a “rug,” while the group was singing a rousing chorus of some John Denver song about eagles. Suddenly, I was rudely accosted by these thugs who proceeded to remove the memory card from my camera and my package of trail mix from my pocket. Apparently, The Rock Stars’ motto is “When the camera is off, what happens in The Pen, stays in The Pen.” I will persevere in the search for truth, no matter the obstacle.

ENN News

**7/23**ENN**

There seems to be some discord with the Rock Stars and their neighbors in the other flight pen. During last night’s soiree, NV jokingly played the song “Shake Your Tail Feathers” thinking they could all make up a line dance routine to it. KS, MD and Hampton were not amused as they all have “tail feather” issues and bending over and shaking their meager tail feathers for the amusement of others did not sit well with them. A bit of a squabble ensued until NZ and NX stepped in and made NV apologize for his crass mistake. KS, who is usually seen sitting close to NV, was giving him the cold shoulder for the rest of the evening. Bad mistake, lover boy, never make fun of your girl’s tail feathers – no matter how funny they may be. The party broke up early and everyone went to their respective corners to nurse their bruised egos. NX was seen later to “accidentally” push NV off the perch. This may have something to do with the Hampton eagle. Another puzzle to solve.

OUR LADY OF THE GARDEN

Wings

April 26, 2011

The Great Spirit whispered to her
Your time here is done my child
I will take you to your spirit home
You have been freed of the bonds to Mother Earth
And you will be lifted up on the wings of the Creator
You have honored this world with your many children
You shall live on in them as long as the rivers flow
Your spirit, your courage, your wisdom, your legacy
Has been given to them so they may soar on the winds
And awaken the spirits in the mortals below
Your destiny was written with your first breath of life
Your journey is now over; it is time to come home.

The Legacy of The Lady of The Garden

Wings

The four winds converged for one brief moment over a large nest in an ancient Loblolly pine tree.

An owl arose in its center and a cry was heard over the garden. A Fox appeared at the base of the Loblolly pine staring skyward. A butterfly emerged from her cocoon and dried her wings in the sun.

A crow landed on the edge of the nest and called to the raven. The Raven answered as it took flight on darkened wings – yes, it is true -- The Lady of the Garden has passed on into the spirit world.

All fell quiet as the winds of Mother Earth whispered to her children, we must not let these eaglets perish for they are your children as well as Hers. The winds dispersed to spread the word to the four corners.

A hue and cry arose among the humans lamenting the passing of their eagle Mother. They gathered around the base of the sacred tree and vowed to protect The Lady’s children.

The hawk called on his brethren to help the humans protect the last of The Lady’s babies. The animal kingdom came together and gave to the humans the knowledge, the courage and the wisdom to carry Her Legacy to its rightful end.

The Great Spirit spoke to The Lady’s mate of the love of the humans for his lost children and he was grateful to know they would one day fly free. The Lord of the Gardens soared on the wind and cried out his gratitude to Mother Earth for the gift of his Lady’s companionship and the many children that will carry on her legacy.

The tree now stands in the beautiful garden in silent testimony of the love of a mother and the compassion in human kind.

Can you….

Can you hear it the sound of my heart beating, increasing everyday
It’s the strength of my wild nature coming through knowing that release isn’t far away
Can you feel it, the soft breeze carrying a spirit through the air
It’s my mother reminding me she’s always there


Can you express it what this year has done, changed many lives as many adopted feathered daughters and a son
It’s the beauty that rises from a painful tragedy; friendships formed shall remain even after the season is done
Can you admit it tears are streaming down your cheeks, as you think of me flying free
It’s the power of connection created by a legacy


Can you accept it that our time together is coming to an end
The time has come for me to discover, it is upon my instincts and not man that I depend
Can you see it the look deep in my eyes, the passing of pale clouds as I take to the sky
It’s the future and my freedom coming through after we’ve said goodbye

Written by: Carrie Scott

Kerri Kline (KKCO) on blog

inspired by the spectacular full moon last July 1st:

it's a full moon tonight
we all see the same sky
mom brought us together
no need to ask why
we share the same kindred
the spirit of the sky
that's where our NBG kids belong
soar with mom and all alike
*thank you eagle nation for kindred spirit*

How An Eagle Changed My Life

Andie Seifert Groff

With so many people writing poems and sad stories, I thought that my story (which was written in May) might be uplifting.

I did not know about the NBG eagle family until the day of the tragedy. A friend of mine posted it on my Facebook and said she was sor...ry to hear that my momma eagle had died. I got the notification on my cell phone and rushed home as soon as I could to check my Decorah nest...momma was on the nest. But I knew right then and there that it meant another momma was killed somewhere.

I began to search the internet frantically to find out where this nest was, what happened to the mother, and what was going to happen to the babies. After I read all of the articles, I watched the nest from 4:00 that afternoon until almost 2 AM. I saw the dad bring in the fish between 6:45-7:00, and was thrilled that he had returned to care for his babies! I thought for sure he was going to make it.

I went to bed and logged back on and had just missed the morning feeding, but was truly shocked when I came back on around 1:00 to learn that the babies had been removed from the nest. The chat room was packed, questions were flying everywhere, and I just kept reading over and over why the babies were removed. And then...he came back...I sat there for 25 minutes and bawled hysterically, it was almost uncontrollable...and my heart has never hurt so much for anyone or anything as I watched the father look around in total confusion, trying to figure out what the heck just happened. In 24 hours, he lost the love of his life, and his 3 precious babies.

I know that we interject human emotion into these situations, and I know that all of the scientific circles say these birds don't really have emotions or "feelings", but there is not a soul on this planet that can tell me these eagles don't feel a bond or some sort of loss when their mate is suddenly gone and never returns. I do not believe for one second that God created anything in this universe without some sort of feelings of love, bonding or friendship. Everyone and everything feels pain at some point, and I know that I