There is a little spot called Big Beef Creek. It runs into the Puget Sound. It is a little bridge that separates the two. For about a week I have been driving by going to or coming from the vets office. Each time it would be a low tide. The oyster beds are there and on a few occasions I counted 12 to 15 Bald Eagles. Having their daily feast of Kings.
Just look at the wing span on his fellow. WOW!
A grand view to behold here. I do love this Country and now you can see one of the reasons why.
You see the Eagle on the right. He or she is less then 2 yrs as it doesn't have the black color and white tail feathers yet. Papa is hunting for small fish or baby eels perhaps.
here are two more young ones. The one in front is molting. Looks pretty rugged. Reminds me of a teenager with acne. They always look bad in the teenage years. LOL
A wild rose to plant it's self here among the weeds. Just goes to show you, that beauty can exist with the ugly. You just have to seek it out.