Wednesday, April 01, 2026

Majestic and Mean

 



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Through the kitchen window, I spotted a big bird on the limb of a tree in the back yard. I grabbed my camera and clicked once before it flew. 

    I later posted the photo on FB where folks enjoyed seeing it. One described it as "majestic"; another said, "gorgeous," and another said I made his day. Someone else said something about hoping it would come back so I could see it again.

    In full disclosure, I do not welcome the eagle to land anywhere on my property, especially at this time of year. In a few weeks, there will be adorable little goslings scrambling all over the yard, trailing after their mamas and daddies. The last thing I want to do is look through my window and see a helpless, fuzzy, yellow baby goose writhing in the talons of an eagle. 

Is the eagle majestic and gorgeous? Yes. But I would rather it go away and not come back, at least, not until fall and not when it has a ravenous appetite.


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