I took my camera on my dog walk today. The afternoon was very windy, very blustery. We had snow this morning, settling the dust and cleaning the air. I knew there wouldn’t be a lot of bird action, and, sure enough, the cranes were hunkered down somewhere, but I heard them.
I also knew the air would be very clear with no dust to blow around, and the light (because of the rapidly changing clouds) would be beautiful.
While it was a distinctly unpleasant walk in one direction (into the wind), the dogs and I had fun. My cheeks are chapped, but I was right about the light. The river gets higher and higher every day and is already flowing fast.
About 1/2 mile (and four photos of “nothing” posted elsewhere) I looked up and saw the bald eagle. My first thought — since I had the camera — was “take his picture so everyone can see” but the fact is I couldn’t see through the view finder. My next thought was, “That’s stupid. There are 900 million pictures already of bald eagles. You’ll miss your chance to watch him if you worry about taking his picture.” I let the camera rest on my chest and watched him.
He seemed to like the wind. He dived, swooped, cruised, soared and played, visible against the sky with his white head and tail. I could see how he changed the angle of his tail on a turn. I watched him until he was out of sight.
I’ve watched a lot of hawks in my life, but I haven’t had the chance to watch eagles, so this is really cool. And once more the lesson, “If you don’t head out, you miss out.”