On our family chat, the kids have been making fun of the number of times I have moved house. Later, my daughter ask me about it. “Don’t you feel funny about leaving all the ties you’ve made?” she asked. “The ties that matter stay intact,” I assure her. “It’s the adventure of the new that […]
With the house sold, and our new abode decided upon, I can finally focus on the task ahead of me. One step at a time, moving forward.
Oh, the fluidityOf childhood days Splashing and skipping alongThe path meandering, directionless When does life acquire edgesDoors and hallways hindering? Led by asphalt and time clocksObligations too numerous to count. My own body has become a cellMovement stiffened, mind rigid It’s those childhood memoriesSoul ingrained, keep me fluid. (Image my own)
He looks huge!
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He was huge. Took me a moment to figure out what I was seeing.
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Beautiful specimen. 🙂
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I never thought of them as migratory before. I suspect it happens in the more northern areas. They are year-round birds here.
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Lucky for you.
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Wow! Awesome!
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Amazing. (K)
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He’s a beauty!
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I’d never heard of golden eagles. Thank you for the introduction.
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We first encountered them on the West coast. Seeing one here is rare.
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Beautiful picture capture of a stunning bird.
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Thanks Keith. Such strength
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So beautiful and majestic! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks friend. Hope you are well.
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🙂 ❤ !
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