The baby eagle is finally growing and showing himself. Unfortunately the light was pretty bad and the images aren’t the best, but I can’t contain myself. It was just thrilling to see this young bald eagle trying out his wings for the first time. Perhaps not the first time he tried it, but the first time I got to see it.
From what I’ve been reading, this is in preparation for real flight. It could go on for awhile in order to strengthen the wings enough to really fly. I’m hoping to catch some more shots perhaps with better lighting.
The soul is born, he said vaguely, first in those moments I told you of. It has a slow and dark birth, more mysterious than the birth of the body. When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flung at it to hold it back from flight. You talk to me of nationality, language, religion. I shall try to fly by those nets.
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man