We started going over a bridge, when Mom, who was beside me at that point, exclaimed "Is that an eagle?" when looking way ahead toward the other end of the bridge. I looked ahead and saw this big bird, mostly brown, with a white head and white tail, diving down next to the bridge, apparently going fishing in the river below.
Now I've seen a real, live bald eagle with mine own eyes and not through a screen.
Yay!
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