Thursday, March 06, 2008

The Eagle

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Pictures taken at the Blaine Marine Park, Blaine Washington


  1. Wow...did you take those? They are AAAAAAmazing!

  2. Yes I did take these pictures and I wish they were better - they could have been if I was a better photographer. Eagles are just my all time favorite bird. It is funny because almost every where I go I see them. I parked my car to deliver something last week in a very populated area and when I got out I looked up and there soaring in the air was a huge beautiful eagle! How do you figure that? They are hunters and there would be nothing for them to hunt there?