A drive through rural Pennsylvania early one October morning takes us along the edges of the lakes of Bald Eagle State Park. As the light begins to filter through the fog and the mists rise and dance we pull over to watch the show. In the distance, two dark specs flicker into our line of sight, then we hear the high pitched chwitter and squeal. It's the eagles!
Fine art purchases of this image will not include a watermark, and if I may make a recommendation ... this image will look its very best on the fine art paper choice of "picture rag."
September 25th, 2020
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