A Good Omen

On the way to pick up T from preschool, I thought I saw a plane flying over the car, coming from the Turner’s Airport. But when I craned my neck to see, leaning forward to look up through the windshield, I saw it was a bald eagle. It was enormous & its head shone in the late afternoon sun. I’ve heard there is a pair at Barton’s Cove so it makes sense that I might see one.

Was it my sister who told me it’s good luck to see an unusual animal? I choose to believe it’s true.

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