I took these shots of the juvenile eagle a few days before I left for Europe. I was sitting down by the water enjoying the beautiful weather when he or she graced me with their presence by flying down the creek in search of lunch. We have since found out that there are several juveniles who nest somewhere way up at the head of our creek...at least that's where we think they nest since in the 4 years we have lived here we've not been able to locate the actual nest.
I have a new appreciation for wildlife photographers and the skill it takes to nail a shot, especially when what you are trying to shoot could care less that you want to take their picture. And swinging around a heavy telephoto lens, and trying to get a good shot while something is flying all around is a talent I've not yet mastered, but hope to.
Still, I loved this second photo, something about it just spoke to me, so unlike the first photo I didn't do anything to it but crop it and convert it from color to black and white to give it more visual impact. For me, it embodies strength, grace, and an almost angel like quality, and I feel peaceful when I look at it. I thought it would be fitting to post it today, since today would be the 34th birthday of my dear friend Dan who passed away a little over a year ago. I'm sure his angel wings are equally as strong and majestic.