This fledgling bald eagle seemed to be intent on scaring the two humans with their big cameras
as he made a great imitation of a B52 bomber on target.
Then feeling that he had properly put the fear of the bald eagle into us,
he dropped his left wing, turned and headed up the lake.
The dawn sun was rising bright and crisp – the bald eagle glinted in its light.
Sometimes the small glitter blowing in the wind catches my eye and I sneak a quick photo of a detail –
even though I have my 400mm lens with its 1.4 extender attached on my camera.
feather at 560mm
I had leaned way back in my chair to try to photograph a tiny brown-headed nuthatch.
Don’t you know, into my viewfinder came this male fledgling osprey.
He was so close that I didn’t get all of his wings.
The smudge to the right of the bird is the tree that I was leaning around.
The youngster bounced to a landing, balanced for a moment and then left to look for fish.
What could be finer than a Carolina blue sky with a bald eagle winging through it…
This is Godiva, the female bald eagle of the H&G nest.
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