It was huge, a bird, a strange bird, lifting from the cold winter mist on my right.
What kind of bird was it?
My eyes strained.A crane? It had the strangest markings for a crane I'd ever seen. It was white on both ends, and then gray in the middle? No, by golly it was so brown it was almost BLACK in the middle!
Then the full grown American Bald Eagle turned slightly and passed in review only a few feet before my very eyes.
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