Todays' temperatures were cool - only in the low 40's - but the day was oh so pretty. The skies were overcast, but no rain or snow in sight.
When we got home from Church this morning, we decided to pack a thermos of the "good coffee" (Harry & David's Moose something or other) and head out for a little Eagle watching. Since we were basically on a Sunday afternoon drive and staying close to home, we really didn't expect to sight any.
My insomnia had kicked in again last night, so while Jim drove, I laid my head back and closed my eyes (aka fell asleep). I was rudely awoken with an exclamation from Jim, "There's an Eagle". I'm sure it is! See that white head? That's no hawk, that's an Eagle!" Of course by then it was too late for a photo op. Never mind the fact that I was rubbing my eyes, adjusting to the light. Never fear! Jim turned that car around, hit the flashers, and rode the shoulder of the road back to the site of the sighting.
And so today I saw my first Eagle ever! I'm so excited!
|Hey Eagle... don't you pretend you don't know I'm down here! Gotcha!|
|Just because your majestic white head is the same color as the sky, I can still see you. Yes I can!|
The Eagles perched on the trees in the photo below were on the other side of the river. As we walked along the trail we could hear their shreik in the distance.
|Positioned ready to swoop down on fish in the Missouri River|
|Me taking a photo of him|
|Him taking a photo of me|
|A beautiful section of the Katy Trail - Portland, MO|