Sometimes I turn around and into my line of sight, out of the fog, a great blue heron appears and reminds me of my long ago friend Stumpy. That happened this morning. Stumpy was the first bird I grew to know well at Jordan Lake. He and I spent many hours together, quietly healing – he his broken leg and me my wounded arm. He has been gone now a number of years. I miss him. If you would like to more know more of Stumpy’s journey with me, you can find the eBook on my blog at http://www.dreamingsongsphotos.com
This lovely female bald eagle took less than the 30 seconds of this video to surely, swiftly fly past me. What power!