Not Your Spot
Taking a walk into the woods yesterday morning, my mission was simple. I was looking for signs of the eagles.
Oh, there was a bird sitting atop the dead pine alright.
But it wasn't a bald eagle.
It heard and saw me quickly. Perched contentedly in "their pine," it basked in the morning sun until it just decided to fly off. The big fat hawk seemed to know it was intruding.
just seeing, saying and sharing...
Not Your Spot
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