That first sunrise of the year woke me up hours before it occurred here around me. I made some French toast and thought about adding a doughnut, but avoided that issue. I headed out to grab a perfect shot when the first glimmer of hope showed me some clouds to work with. I raced toward the river and was met with the chatter of geese, ducks and eagles. They were all excited how cold it was. I could barely move myself from all the layers I placed on a full belly. The trees were full of resting eagles, they seem to love it better when it is cold. They were all waking to head for a favorite fishing area. A few families of deer stooped to taste the tender grasses and offered me a chance to greet them again. A meeting of all my good friends, out to enjoy a brisk winter day.
A Red-tailed Hawk