I saw a great bald eagle last Sunday afternoon.
Saw might not be the right word, I
experienced an eagle last Sunday. We were driving back from the country, when suddenly it swooped down, filling all the view--it's wing span was the width of the two lane road. His snow white head and tail, unmistakable. He dipped his wings, zooming in on the possum on the side of the road. Majestic...awe-struck I saw his glory, felt his power. As he mounted back up, the sky seemed empty.
