This morning I saw five bald eagles over Rust Pond. They come through each year as the ice starts to go out. It’s a big deal because for the rest of the year I never see them around here. I think they move further north. There is a certain way they fly that is unique, allowing me to identify them from a great distance. Then as they get closer, I can see their white heads. It was just beautiful.
Another Sign Of Spring
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