The Day of the Raptor

We’ve had three consecutive days of sunshine here in the Pacific Northwest, and I’ve been enjoying them tremendously. However, sunshine in the winter also means cold weather, and it was bitterly cold at Nisqually today, much harsher than I’d suspected.

I probably should have expected as much when I was greeted by this Northern Harrier when I got out of the car.

Norhtern Harrier on Ground

But I was surprised when I realized that all the ponds were frozen and most of the ducks I saw last week were nowhere in sight, probably a good thing since raptors seemed to be everywhere today.

I’ve seen a lot of harriers at Nisqually, but I’ve never seen a Peregrine Falcon before, and I doubt I would have realized what it was if the refuge personnel hadn’t pointed it out to me.

Peregrine Falcon in tree

I’m glad that gaze was fixated on the ducks in the pond in front of us and not on me.

However, when this immature Bald Eagle landed on a tree right above me as I was walking along, I began to wonder if I wasn’t also on the menu for today.

immature Bald Eagle

It’s hard not to feel sorry for the ducks hunkered down on a small island in the middle of a frozen lake with hunters blasting away to the south and north while raptors fly overhead.

Ducks Huddled Together

Martin Palmer’s The Jesus Sutras

I’ve actually been reading Martin Palmer’s The Jesus Sutras for quite awhile now, though not properly. I’ve been reading sections of the book rather randomly as it struck my fancy. Partly that’s because I wanted to finish my current look book back at Taoism before I really looked seriously at this book. As noted before, I am no expert in Taoism though I find myself even more sympathetic to its viewpoint than to I do to Buddhism. I wanted a better understanding of Taoism before I looked at what happened many years ago when Christianity was introduced in China.

Palmer must also feel the need to put the Jesus Sutras in the proper perspective, because he devotes the first seventy-five pages of a two-hundred-and-fifty page book to introducing the Sutras. He begins by explaining his long search to rediscover these long lost works. When he finally arrives at the Da Qin Christian monastery, he is greeted by Buddhist nun who tells him that this is, indeed, the monastery he’s been searching for:

As night drew in and the features of the Christian pagoda of the long-lost Da Qin Christian monastery slid into the darkness, I stood where I guessed the church had been. I stood where four-ten hundred years ago Christians had faced east and prayed, and I too prayed. I felt I had finally come home after twenty-five years of searching for that home, of never really knowing if it did, in fact exist. Yet here was evidence of a living Tao of Jesus, a once-vital practice of Jesus’ teachings in a Taoist context. I wept for joy, for love of my faith, for the gentleness of the Buddhist nun, and because my heart was full to bursting.

Palmer also explains the problems with translating the Sutras, as well as the problems the Christian missionaries had with translating their religion to a different culture:

With the arrival and establishment of Christianity in the seventh century, the Chinese gave this new faith a new name. All the documents referring to the faith in Chinese use one basic title and one extended title. The basic title is “The Religion of Light” or “The Religion of Illumination,” indicated by two Chinese characters usually translated as “Luminous” and “Religion.”

The character for religion is the same as the one used to describe Taoism and Buddhism. To translate the character for Luminous I have opted for the phrase Religion of Light, which seen to represent the original intention of the title and something of the Church’s own self-understanding.

The longer title, “Da Qin Luminous Religion,” I have translated as “The Religion of Light from the West.” As the old woman who pointed out the Da Qin monastery from Lao Zi’s temple said. the monastery was built “by monks who came from the West and believed in one God.”

I did appreciate the need to put the Sutras in a proper perspective, but that is not to say that I was not impatient to actually read them myself (which is, of course, precisely what I did before sitting down to read the book properly).

Of course, having read the New Testament several times already, what I was most interested in is what new ideas, new revelations, reading this Jesus Sutras might bring because I suspected that seeing Christianity from a Taoist perspective would cause me to look at Christianity from a new, fresh viewpoint:

This first Sutra is the most clear and conventional Christian account of the Gospel and of Jesus’ life in the Jesus Sutras. In trying to tell the story straight, basing it on Western concepts and understandings of the world, however, the early Christians in China ran into a major problem: What was the existential issue or quest that Christ had come to solve? The Chinese world believed in karma rather than sin, in repeated rebirth rather than the nothingness of Hell or Hades of the classical Western views of what came after death. To reconcile the two outlooks, the Taoist Christians would eventually make profound theological adaptations.

I’m looking forward to reading about these “theological adaptations.”

And Some Song Birds

Our sunshine has disappeared overnight, but that gave me time to play with Photoshop and my new computer. Now it only takes seconds to compare various Photoshop effects, so you’re probably going to see more manipulated photos than in the past.

Wednesday’s shoot at Nisqually was split into two parts. The first part was devoted to taking pictures of song birds, which weren’t nearly as numerous as ducks and were skittish at best.

Finally, I spent a half hour standing in one place waiting for the sparrows to come back. I actually got several good shots of a Gold-Crowned Sparrow, but this is my favorite:

Gold-Crowned Sparrow

And while I was taking pictures of the sparrows foraging on the ground, this Spotted Towhee landed on a tree and proceeded to call loudly until I looked up and spent the next ten minutes taking pictures of it:

Towhee With Berry

Just Ducky

When I left Tacoma today to head out to Nisqually Wildlife Refuge, it was bright and sunny. By the time I got there, it was cold and foggy.

Which was probably a good thing, photographically, because usually when I get a shot of a male Hooded Merganser all highlights are blown out in the white and black hood, but that’s not true in this shot, at least not in the original, where you can see many of the small feathers that make up the hood:

male Hooded Merganser

Which is not to say that I wasn’t delighted when the sun finally showed up right after lunch, just in time to get some of the best shots I’ve ever gotten of these Green-Winged Teal. I was amazed how close to the trail they were, and even more amazed that they showed no tendency to fly away when I pointed my lens at them.

male Green-Winged Teal

But perhaps it was because most of the water was frozen, and the Teal didn’t feel as tempted to take up ice skating as these American Coots did:

American Coots on Ice