While driving back through the fields of western Kane County, I noticed a large shape in the trees between flat, open ground. I pulled the car over and said out loud, "Eagle, whatchoo doin' out here?" Indeed, it was a bald eagle sitting among the fine branches of scrub trees. Not a lake, river, or pond in sight. Just hangin' out where eagles don't normally do that. Goes to show you that birds are unpredictable creatures. You have to keep your eyes open for birds "out of place" because you never know. And also, I saw a fucking hawk, too. He or she was chilling stop a dead old tree in the half-light of a February afternoon. Here's one of my red-tailed paintings from many years ago. And a bald eagle painting too.