A few days ago, we spied this eagle sitting in a dead tree. We were kind of far away, but the setting sun was shining on him. I believe him to be a Red Tailed Hawk.
Headless? Nah, just making like an owl!
He had fierce yellow eyes, and claws to match.
“For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.”