Pride and Prejudice

April 21, 2013

If not for a revealing burst of flight, we might not have seen the immature Bald Eagle. Her dark feathers, flecked breast and head blend into the landscape of the tree where she alights. We pause, awed by her size and secure calm. The dog barks. She ruffles feathers, but pays the dog’s bluster no mind. She seems to look down on us lowly earthbound creatures with pity and proud disdain. But that can’t be true. She is too marvelous to foster prejudice. She spreads her wings to soar aloft to embody gratitude for the air and the wending river below.

Photo by Marylee White

Photo by Marylee White

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