A Bald Eagle
Hi G-Fans!
I've been thinking as I doze on a lazy summer day... reminiscing on walks we have had this summer. The things we've smelled, seen, sensed and heard. Just never touched. Unless we count the tree frogs we pounce on in the dusk on the dusty paths still radiating the summer warmth before the evening breezes turn them cool. If those count, then we touched too. Some of more memorable events would be when we would spot the bald eagles who we finally determined are nesting on a little island with no name in the middle of a pond next to the bogs. One day the concierge stopped dead in her tracks looked up, and according to her, expected to see a heron taking wing closely overhead (she had seen one take flight two days earlier from the center of a nearby bog and she heard the air press against the wings overhead). Instead of seeing a heron, she saw a bald eagle! Imagine her surprise! It was two human heights above her head, two and a half over mine. (The concierge says that it was 10-15 feet over her head, add to that three or so feet for mine.) Anyway, she swears she could count the frayed barbs on the eagle's wings it was so close. She looked that eagle right in the eye as it flew over our heads towards the pond and the island. For some reason it was roosted two bogs away from the pond itself in a low overhang branch amongst the pines and scrub oak. It really was magnificent. We didn't get a picture, just the one in our memories. So we included a visual aid of an eagle from a rescued raptors educational live program that the concierge attended in St. Louis, MO a few years ago. The pictures following are other creatures we've seen on our walks this summer.....
Enjoy!
Ciou!
-G |
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