Each year it's a privilege to see Spirit, the Three River Avian Center's golden eagle. he sits proudly on his perch, and the glint in his eye dares anyone to come too close.
This year as we left the park and began the drive home along I-64, I was startled by a huge bird that flew up the mountain and swooped just in front of our car.
I got one flashing glimpse of a bright eye, sharp, clawlike beak and golden-brown head. Eagle!
He was gone as fast as he came. I will keep the image of that eye and beak and golden head in my mind for a long time. Sometimes the only camera we have is our eyes, and the pictures we hoard in memory.
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