Late this afternoon, Joe and I had just settled in on the deck, when I spotted a juvenile eagle soaring above and behind the next-door neighbor's trees. About fifteen minutes later, he reappeared and settled on a nearby limb that extended well over Golden Pond. By then, Joe was fishing from the kayak and I was perched at our deck rail for an exceptionally lengthy photo shoot. His mottled color and partially white head and tail feathers tell us he's not quite reached five years old, as that's when brilliant white appears.
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