Here comes the sun…

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An old soul, or just come from a battle. Early morning, that intense eagle-eye focus. What does he see? What is he looking for? Watching for a mate, or for prey? Weathered by time. Like the lines in a mature person’s face, the raggedness of its wings tells a tale all its own. Strength, determination, survival. Aged, alert, sage, wisdom. So many words to describe this moment in this eagle’s journey.

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