My husband and I went out to a lake on the prairie and hoped to find the eagle’s nest we found last time we went to the prairie. We hoped to see the eagle too. I took my scooter as my legs no longer wanted to even move. We road out down a path to a dock. First we saw a bird in a tree. I have no idea what kind of bird he was but just beautiful. I was looking at a flower on the edge of the water when my husband said LOOK UP. And there was the bald eagle. Soaring in the sky. Beautifully soaring. We watched him for a long time. He flew away, came back, circled over our heads, flew off, came back, circled us again. It was magical I must say. I took a few last pictures of the prairie and some things that caught my eye. That eagle though…that was really living. Sitting in my chair, leaning back against my husband, looking at that eagle…that was living.