It was just another day of heading into town. The car startled a group of birds at their find and they flew by....crow, crow, eagle, crow. The moment of the realization of what we were witnessing will be unforgettable. It was majestic and glorious and all of the other appropriate words you would use to describe the bird that represents a nation. It perched upon the branch for what seemed like an eternity allowing marveling and photographs to happen. It was stunning and I didn't have to go to a nature preserve or a zoo to find it...it found us right there on Route 611.
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