Bald Eagle

I missed my turn, so I took the next left. Earlier I had been telling myself there was nothing to shoot, then I saw this guy perched atop the tree. They were easy to spot against the cloudless sky. I stopped the car, turned on my flashers, and took photos with all the cameras in my bag. This was the closest I’ve been to a Bald Eagle. They could have cared less, like all the other cars who drove around me without slowing.