Those of you who know eagles know what I’m talking about.
I’ve written about my encounters with eagles in some of my books, most notably the Almanac. Eagles are part of our life here at 7000 feet in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies. I’ve felt the rush of wind as an eagle swooped just feet over my head, with talons extended ready to snatch a meal on the rock just in front of me. Without landing, just grabbing food on the fly, the eagle did a 180 and flew right back over my head.
That’s me about now. I’m just getting ready to shift gears from one incredibly busy personal/family stretch of time into an intensive book session. I’ll be amassing the photo references for the artist who will illustrate my next book.
But before I do my 180 and swoop up to the scriptorium, I do want to say I have received many intriguing questions that I am anxious to answer. I wish I could do so now. If only I were eagle twins.
Until then, enjoy the spring and take good care of that good horse !