I’m not going to tell you I’ve never seen an eagle before. I’ve been to zoos, and there might have been one spotted at one point or another.
I’m not going to tell you I haven’t seen one before in a more natural setting. That I don’t remember it ever happening doesn’t mean it didn’t.
However, I’ve never taken a picture of one before. Nor have I had the… I dunno… pleasure? of one soaring over my head.
Not exactly over my head, mind. Over to the left a little. Okay, maybe a couple of yards.
Eagle. Soaring by.
A couple of them have nested in one of my frequent walking haunts, and it isn’t uncommon to see one of them in the air doing whatever it is that eagles do. Hunting, maybe. Guarding the nest. Being majestic. That sort of thing.
They have a nest across the river. Today I think I heard their eaglet (eaglets?) calling for food. One of the parents soared about, perhaps on the hunt. It was very nice.
A couple of days back I saw a herd of deer in some poor farmer’s field. A dozen, maybe more. Never saw so many in all my life.
Didn’t get a picture of that. Was driving at the time. Local law enforcement frowns on drive by camera phone photos being taken by a driver from a moving vehicle. Can’t understand why, really.
The deer, while neat, do not compare with one eagle in the air.
I hope they enjoy their stay in my city. I’m glad I got a chance to see them.