‘Tis only an old LL Bean bag now but when new, what a find, much discounted– a bargain! From the start, I never minded the monogram not belonging to me, loving the bright pink color and liking to pronounce “Mendez” as it rolled exotically from my tongue.

“Who’s bag is this?” I heard more than once traveling from bus to ferry and back again in route to our island cabin in summer. “Mine!” I used to exclaim with a chuckle. I proudly do so now since I’ve learned through coincidence that Mendez is really and truly a family name.

Genealogy may become a vocation and not just a hobby for me after discovering this:

Mendez foto


Last Day

  • Today is our final visit to the eagle’s nest. We’re delighted and amazed to see Mama tenderly feeding her baby. Although large in size, the eaglet does not tear into the food its parent brings to the nest. Instead, Mama carefully feeds the eaglet bite by bite from her beak to his (or hers!) In October when we return, we don’t expect to see our Eagle family here. Safe travels to all!


Lush Foliage

We’ve progressed from sparse, new foliage to richer tones of green and fuller growth. Since our view of the eaglet is diminishing, we venture to the other side of the river for one last look before we head north for the summer.

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Spread Eagle

It’s not easy being an eaglet … especially without siblings. Junior is usually alone when we visit and asleep but today, Ted catches the eaglet flapping about the nest and we are amazed at the breadth of his or her wingspan. Junior’s parent watches with an eagle eye to make sure the young one doesn’t stray (or spill!) from the nest.

Stink Eye

Another day, Ted sets up his monopod on the rock directly across the river from the nest. Junior’s dad is not so sure we are harmless. Perhaps because we have brought a friend with us, Papa roundly scolds us.