Busy working on manuscripts, even my photography has been neglected of late. But today, things changed. It started snowing during the night, so temperatures warmed up nicely. It was about 6 degrees when I got up at 5 a.m. I had a manuscript to mail, so I showered and put on presentable clothes for the drive to town.
Just outside our fenceline, I saw seven eagles (both balds and goldens) on the ground, surrounding a freshly killed pronghorn antelope buck. Apparently the buck was hit on the highway, but got inside the pasture fence before it went down. When I stopped to watch the goings-on, almost all the eagles flew. Only one brave bird refused to give up the carcass, and for that I’m thankful. It was a pleasure to watch this beautiful bird. Here’s to sharing!