… that make it all worthwhile, hanging on to my camera and not giving up on photography.
It doesn’t matter how many times I get to see a Bald Eagle — the feeling’s still the same … the feeling of awe and gratitude. To get close enough so that the eagle looks me in the eye … that gives me goosebumps. The U.S.A. has made this magnificent bird their symbol, but unfortunately most Americans have never seen one in real life. Here, quite often, they fly by our apartment building 🙂
This was yesterday on Kingston peninsula. For all I know it could have been the same guy as three years ago 🙂 — you never know!
From the car, I spotted something white, in amongst the branches, we halted, and there he was [or she]! I tiptoed towards it, while shooting all the time, and managed to get some decent photos. Could hardly wait to get home and bring them up on the computer! Sometimes they look really good on the little display on the camera, only to disappoint you when you get them up. Not so this time.
There are two rivers mouthing here in Saint John: the mighty Saint John River and Kennebecasis River. In between, there’s this Kingston peninsula, where we went yesterday. I’ve often seen eagles there so I’m always in anticipation when we go. The ferry closest to us has been down all summer, so we drove up to Grand Bay-Westfield and took the ferry from there, then the Gondola Point one back. With the air-conditioning on in the car, it was a real shocker to get out, once we arrived! The thermometre said 27°C but boy, was it ever scorching! The few people who live there, were out, mowing … going about their stuff, seemingly unperturbed by the sweltering heat. I don’t know how they do it — I was just happy to go back to Saint John and the ocean!