So today we got to drive to Hudson, in a snow storm (thank you husband for driving), first appointment of the day was for a permanent cast (yes, I picked fluorescent pink) at the orthopedic surgeon’s office, second appointment was at my oncologist’s office where we made the final decision to do radiation therapy. I cried half the way home. The stress is… Ugh…
Near our house, a few days ago, a deer died in a field close to the road. I believe it may have been hit by a car, got that far from the road before collapsing, and probably froze to death. The carcass is far enough from the road that passing cars don’t disturb the wildlife that have been munching on it, but close enough to the road to get an up close unobstructed view of that wildlife. I’ve seen Crows, Ravens, and Bald Eagles (mature and immature) pecking and pulling on the frozen meat. When I saw the immature Bald Eagle, I wondered if it was from the family that had nested up the creek from the house. It’s only a couple of miles from this field and easily could be within their hunting range.
Today on the way home, as we passed by, my husband saw a Bald Eagle too. I could see individual feathers in its white tail, and the dangerously sharp curved yellow beak, on its large white feathered head. Some of its tail feathers looked bedraggled and dirt stained as well, it has been a rough cold winter for wild creatures. However, that deer’s death helped a Bald Eagle family, and several other creatures, live a little longer in their winter survival story. I’m glad my husband got to see the eagle!