Sunday, we bought coffee and pastries in Montpelier (for a change of venue, a change of scene) and ate outside in the cold. There’s a pandemic, after all, and bakeries open on the weekend had closed their indoor seating anyway. None of us complained or even remarked — something I silently noted.
On this cold morning hardly anyone was walking. We passed a man sitting beside an apartment building, flossing his teeth. My youngest pointed out a bird gliding high above the state house. “Bald eagle.”
Bald eagles have recently been removed from the endangered species list in Vermont. I noted again how eagles are now part of our life. Last summer, in particular, we saw eagles frequently. I grew up in New Hampshire and never saw either an eagle or a loon my entire childhood. Now loons (also removed from the endangered species list) have always been part of my daughter’s life.
We walked up the street and then returned. The eagle was still silently gliding on its immense wingspan.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River…
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this…
Stony Soil Vermont 
We have some nesting not far from here along the Connecticut River. I have often seen them cruising the river, probably hoping for a lunch of fish!
That’s exciting! These are magnificent creatures!
Great!
Thanks! 🙂
I wonder if bald eagles point to us, and tell their children, “They’re on the endangered species list.”
I love this possibility!