Every time I look up at that mountain facing my town I expect to see a bald eagle.  Last summer someone told me that two eagles were nesting there and he had a telescope trained on its nest.

The nameless mountain is across the mile wide River.  Every time I look at the sky and wonder whether I will see at least one and best of all two.  I know they probably fly up and down the River seeking fish for their prey.  I wonder about their young and when they leave the nest.

I keep peering at the sky and wonder how long will it be before I spot one.  Before I moved to this state I had never seen a bald eagle.  Of course, I did not live near mountains and this magnificent River.  I will catch a glimpse of this bird when I least expect it.  I continue to look up the sky and mountains and River.

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