While driving from camp to camp, gathering garbage and used linens yesterday morning, I saw what I believe to be an immature bald eagle in a dead tree down by the swamp and got out to take a couple of quick pictures.
Eagles never look particularly happy about anything but this one seemed especially grumpy. It didn’t take long to figure out why.
It can’t be easy, trying to get a little rest with robins bouncing off the back of your head.
Hey Quill, nice photos! (Love the commentary also.)