Today, while much of the rest of the United States was under various weather advisories, we had sun. It was cold, but the wind of the past few days has blasted off toward the east coast. Nineteen degrees farhrenheit (-7.22 C) and blue skies just begged for a photography adventure.
And I knew just the place.
Not far from me is a National Cemetary; I’ve taken you there before. But lately I’ve been hearing about an eagle hanging around the acres and acres of gleaming white headstones. I’ve been out there a couple times hoping to find him, but couldn’t find the nest and never saw the magnificent bird.
Since it’s so close to home, and it was a pretty day, I figured I wouldn’t be disappointed if I failed again. And you know me, I’ll always find something to take a picture of!
Right near the entrance I saw a bird in the top of a dead tree. Could that be the eagle? Naw…just a big crow.
Then toward the back of the cemetary I saw a bunch of blobs high up in the trees, could those be eagles? Naw..just some clumps of leaves, maybe squirrel nests.
I wandered around some more, but saw nothing else that looked promising. Still, I wasn’t sad, it was such a pretty day…
…and the moon was setting. I always enjoy a late setting moon.
And then, just as I gave up and turned the car around to go, I saw this out of the corner of my eye. Could it be?
I put that car in park fast and was out of it, moving as quickly as I could across the lawn, then creeping into the woods. I had to pass two signs that warned me not to trespass, hoping to get a shot before someone arrested me.
And I did. But the eagle knew exactly where I was too, walking on all that crunchy snow I sounded like a herd of elephants making my way through the woods. I only got a couple shots before he took off.
He flew in a big wide circle, and then vanished into the trees.
I didn’t have any stellar shots…but I got to see an eagle fly.
On the way home I took a different back road, and realized almost right away that it wound along the back of the cemetary. And guess what?
There’s a much better view of the eagle’s nest from back there!
And on the way I got to see a barn.
When I got home I was still excited about seeing the eagle and having such a good time with the camera on such a pretty day. And I’ve heard there’s an eagle out at Kensington, my favorite park.
That’s not so far away either. The sun is still shining.
Should I head out there? What are the odds that I’ll find an eagle just sitting around waiting for me to discover him?
What are the odds?
Guess you’ll have to wait and see.