Small Stone #10 (aros)

I see him perched along 

Whitewater Creek.

Watching

Waiting

Is he waiting for me?

I stand rapt

yearning to have him 

forever.

And I ask myself

Which is more important

The having 

or the experiencing?

I decide.

I hum 

and turn back 

to watching.

I have been doing a lot of hiking recently.  Hiking for me always involves a casual kind of birding.  In the last week I have seen countless red-tailed hawks (one at close range feeding on a deer carcass), 2 red-shouldered hawks, 2 pileated woodpeckers (those big ole Woody Woodpecker guys) and a half dozen herons.  Today's find, a bald eagle, happened on Blue Creek Road where it crosses over Whitewater Creek in Brookville, Indiana.  Alas, no camera.