On a recent walk around Walterville Pond in the waning afternoon, I was stopped in my tracks by a pair of bald eagles. One was on the wing, making a low swooping tour of the pond; the other perched high on a branch in an oak tree. They always take …
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Thu, 03/07/2013 - 1:56am
On a recent walk around Walterville Pond in the waning afternoon, I was stopped in my tracks by a pair of bald eagles. One was on the wing, making a low swooping tour of the pond; the other perched high on a branch in an oak tree. They always take …