Contrary to popular belief, I am not a duck, but I have a few duck friends at the Ridgefield Wildlife Refuge. If I were one, I'd be very nervous to have this guy sizing me up for his next meal.
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| Bald Eagle |
Those cute little ducks in the background don't seem all that worried, although one or two appeared to be sweating.
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Bald Eagle
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Usually I see eagles up in the trees, so this pose was delightful. In fact, admission to the wildlife refuge was free all weekend because of Veteran's day and the place was packed with cars driving the winding route through the lakes and marsh. Because this bird stood out in the open, there must have been fifteen cars stopped, taking the perfect picture. After I took this one, I squeezed past each car, mentioning as I went by that the bird was plastic. I think of few of them wondered, at least for a few seconds.
I get this from my father, who said the moose we saw from deck twelve of the cruise ship in Alaska was on a leash, and the caretaker was hiding behind a rock on the hillside. He told people they bring the moose out every day so people feel they get their money's worth.
Thanks, Dad, for making me smile, and for serving in the Army Aviation division during WWII.
