Sunday,
February 17, 2013 My decision to walk a few miles on a dull, damp day was rewarded by a spectacular look at a Bald Eagle near the Big Pond. Because it was so dark, most of my pictures looked like this: I
was pleased to be able to coax some pictures out of the silhouettes.
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He scans the fields, looking for lunch perhaps.
Nothing escapes his eagle eye.
I see you down there, lady-with-the-camera!
He didn't seem to mind me - I was right underneath him here.
In a tree by the big pond was this immature fellow.
He was much more skittery and didn't hang around very long.
Meanwhile, all the little birds were in a real flap!
'Fly away! Fly away!' warned the Red-winged blackbirds!
Nobody wants to be the King's Lunch!