Get in I will give you a push!
Yesterday I went to look for bald eagles. Living where I was before it was common to see them often all around the town and surrounding area. I followed the Missouri River south and found fifteen or twenty. I have seen that many in one tree in more populated areas, but it was still a pleasure with each sighting. They soar without almost any effort and swoop down across the water to grab a meal. I rarely see what they grab before they grasp it; they see it with their keen eyesight.
Going into one of the larger towns along the river on the Nebraska side I searched for a good bakery. Driving through the downtown area I was greeted with a hardware store having the same name as myself. Going in I was greeted by a distant cousin who had started the business when I was two. We compared our families and shared a few good stories. One I shared was going to a big reunion that was put on every two years for our extended family. Seven brothers and one sister came to the United States with their parents from Bohemia. Each of the family linages was addressed. Looking around the room I saw one fellow who looked very close to my recently deceased father. Walking up I introduced myself, and told him how he had caught my eye in this crowd. He laughed and said he had married into the family, so wasn’t even a descendent. We both laughed at my tale and I headed out stopping to get a few pastries, fruit and some cheese at a grocery along the way for a late lunch.
I drove down to a Lewis and Clark museum next to the river. I had stopped a few times before and being a nice day went for a hike along the various trails, trying to imagine what it might have been like for them approaching this new area and trying to build some food supplies. They had stayed for quite a few days, and that was part of making this area into a museum and recreation area. Standing on the edge of a bluff 190 feet above the river I saw an eagle below working along the edge of the river. With the wind blowing into my face I held out my hands and closed my eyes, wishing health and happiness for all I know and love. I imagined soaring as the eagle and wished I could get closer to get a good picture of it. I watched as it tried to stay away from me, and moved downstream before it grabbed a fish and flew into a tree to eat. The spirit flowed through me and I continued on my walk. I thought of the expedition group chasing after elk and besieged by the mosquitos. Today it was too cold to worry about pests, but would be a dream to see elk again. A few shocks of little bluestem showed over a hillside and I was greeted by a small area that had been reconstructed with my favorite plants. Beauty can always to be found out on the prairie.