How did you end that sentence? Landed? Nested? Soared?
I favor the word “arrived”. It’s especially appropriate at this time of year. My mate and I – oh, I forgot to introduce myself. Where are my manners? Did I leave them at our summer home?
I’m Hali, shortened from Haliaectus, the first of my Latin names. I’m a bald eagle living along the upper portion of the Mississippi River. During the warmer months, I live near the river and roam between Minnesota and Wisconsin. As the river freezes in the early winter, I follow the border of ice and open water and find the fishing excellent at one of the dams connecting Illinois and Missouri.
Bird watchers and photographers, from novice to professional, seek me out during these months. I don’t object. But I do like my privacy. That’s why I insisted our nest be constructed in a tree on a small island.
Well, time for me to go. My mate, Frank, has returned to take his shift incubating our two eggs.
Several Missouri State Parks are visited by bald eagles each winter. Photographer Serena Carter, in the later-in-life romance, Morning Tryst, enjoys the challenge of capturing their image. Follow the link for more information about her adventures. https://amzn.to/35gH37S
