Firmly in the thick of something mundane, our diligent little backyard birder, Ginny, interrupted me breathlessly to tell us that there was an eagle in our yard.
“Certainly you don’t mean one of the turkey vultures circling above.” I brushed her off, not even looking up from I was doing.
“No, Mom! That big bird right over there, eating something on the ground. The brown one with the white head and white tail.”
She pointed to the back out the kitchen window, barely able to contain her excitement. I grabbed the video camera and sprinted out the door.
Bless me lucky charms. The lass was spot on.
The video was a bit shaky as I struggled to keep in full zoom without a tripod. I was so excited, hoping not to startle him. This next one is what Ginny saw from the window, the first few seconds shot. I had the camera rolling in the event he decided to fly off, which he promptly did into our neighbor’s tree.
You could say the neighborhood birds were not happy to have this brute in the hood. It appears one of their kin (most probably a whistling duck by the black feathers) was in the process of becoming dinner.
Earlier in the day, sweet Angie found not just one, but two four-leafed clovers month. I blame the Luck o’the Irish on her, even though I — with the Irish name — have been looking for one my whole life.
A toast of green beer to all. Have a safe St. Patrick’s Day, and Happy Spring!
What’s the most unexplained luckiest thing
that’s ever happened to you?