Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]
When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
I love how you do the wide perspective along with the closer up of the bird!
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Thanks Wynne. I wanted to show how close to town he is.
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Gorgeous photo! 😉
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Thank you
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Excellent eagle shot! This one looks hungry.
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He was hungry and disgruntled, as just before I arrived to my spot a merganser had beat him to a juicy fish.
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I expect he was able to get a fish for himself in due course.
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Not while I was witness, but I think there is plenty to go around.
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🙂
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I hadn’t realized that bald eagles are fishers. Thanks for adding this to the BoW invitation
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They sure are! It’s amazing to watch them catch their dinner.
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