The Eagle

A remarkable thing happened yesterday. My squeeze and I were walking her two idiot dogs through the neighborhood, and as we did a very large bird flew over us about a hundred feet above. As it tilted in a glide I saw its brilliant white head against the dark blue of the sky. A bald eagle! I don't know that I've ever see one in flight before. It was spectacular and that vision and that memory will be seared in my mind for a very long time.

I hope seeing the eagle was a sign of some sort. As magnificent as it was, it can only augur for something good. Perhaps I should buy a lottery ticket.