Fly

Tuesday I was on the phone with my son.  Usually, when I'm on the telephone, I walk around the house the entire time.  I never just sit.  As I walked from the kitchen into the great room and looked out the triple front window that overlooks the woods and the small pond in the distance, I spotted two figures in the sky.  As they circled and floated on the updrafts getting closer and closer to the house, I yelled to my son..."Goob!  Oh my God!  There's a pair of American Bald Eagles flying over the house!  I'll call you later."  Hanging up the receiver, I raced down the stairs and out the patio door where I stood spellbound by their flight.  There were not juveniles.  They were mature and I, feet planted firmly on the ground, watched them until they disappeared over the acreage behind us.

There's something about American Bald Eagles that give me goosebumps and get me so excited.  Can you tell?  In fact, after I shared the news with the Pres that evening I had to...just had to...call one of my friends down in Virginia, a native Virginian, a Master Naturalist and fellow birder. 

Anxiously awaiting for him to answer the phone, I wondered if he'd even recognize my voice after nearly six months.  He is such a wonderful person and so knowledgeable about any and all of Virginia's nature.  He taught me a lot.

According to the folks around here, they return each Spring to nest...right down the road from us at a nearby dam where the fish are plentiful!!

Remember Natures teaches us much.

So fly...FLY like an eagle!