One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
Wallace Stevens (1921)
Juvenile Bald Eagle
Who am I?
You know me. I am your national bird! No I did not get my name because the white feathers on my head make me look bald. I am piebald, yes PIEBALD -- meaning I am two colored, white and brown. At least I am when I grow up. When I am young I look kinda splotchy. I will be five years old when I finally am PIEBALD. This time of year I might be hanging out by myself. Soon I will find my mate and we will begin to rebuild our nest. In the winter I will lay two or three eggs and after a bit more than a month they will hatch. My mate and I will take care of them for the next three months, feeding them and guarding the nest. I am very territorial and will fight other eagles that enter my turf during the breeding season. I do not sound like you might think. I make a squeeky chirp like sound. Quite different than your movies might make you think.
Where can you find me?
I can be found throughout North America, from Mexico to Alaska. If you are looking for me look around rivers, lakes, estuaries and sea shores. I like water.
What do I eat?
I like fish. Really. Lots of fish. Live fish, dead fish, fish other birds caught that I can steal. Fish. And ducks, but they are harder to catch. If I am really hungry I will scavenge dead critters as well.
What might eat me?
Nothing. I am on top of the food web. I prey, no one preys on me even my babies. Let 'em try.
Cool reasons why I am the critter of the month!