Eagle, fish, raven

 

This is a saga of an eagle (two-year old Bald), a fish (refused to offer ID), and a raven (bad guy of this piece).

“I don’t know why you are looking up at me. This is my fish and you cannot have it.”

“There are few pleasures greater than feasting on tasty fish guts.”

“However, here is the deal: I prefer to eat alone.”

“So, when an obnoxious Raven (surely a tautology) tried to intimidate me into sharing my fish, I demurred.”

“Raven, I am over three times your weight with a sharper bill and claws. I am unimpressed by your posturing.” 

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5 Responses to Eagle, fish, raven

  1. Lorna Surina says:

    Hurrah! Well said. ha ha

  2. Rebecca Schram says:

    Great 🙂

  3. Marie says:

    Your offering today reminded me of the Northwest Coast Nations’ creation story, “Raven Steals the Light”. It ends this way:
    “After much coaxing and wailing the old man at last agreed to let the child play with the light for only a moment. As he tossed the ball of light the child transformed into the Raven and snatching the light in his beak, flew through the smokehole and up into the sky.
    The world was instantly changed forever. Mountains sprang into the bright sky and reflections danced on the rivers and oceans. Far away, the Eagle was awakened and launched skyward – his target now clearly in sight.
    Raven was so caught up in all the excitement of the newly revealed world that he nearly didn’t see the Eagle bearing down on him. Swerving sharply to escape the outstretched talons, he dropped nearly half of the ball of light which fell to the earth. Shattering into one large and many small pieces on the rocky ground, the bits of light bounced back up into the heavens where they remain to this day as the moon and the stars.
    The Eagle pursued Raven beyond the rim of the world and exhausted by the long chase, Raven let go of what light still remained. Floating gracefully above the clouds, the sun as we now know it started up over the mountains to the east.
    The first rays of the morning sun brought light through the smokehole of the old man’s house. He was weeping in sorrow over his great loss and looking up, saw his daughter for the first time. She was very beautiful and smiling, he began to feel a little better”.

  4. Travis says:

    Great photos but the last one is Perfect.

  5. julia z says:

    Wow these are extraordinary pictures! The commentaries are darling! Thanks for providing a chuckle!

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