The Vanity of an Eagle
Guest post by Nancy Dobias
When I went to the Bayonne Preserve Tuesday morning, I was hoping to get some fierce regal shots of the eagles who have a nest there. Instead, I got an eagle who was primping. On and on and on, the eagle went...fluffing the feathers, air-drying the feathers, preening the feathers, air-drying the feathers....on and on and on and on.
"How long can it possibly take to be satisfied with your look?" I complained to myself. "My sister didn't even take this long!" I lamented but still the eagle continued the primping....and still the air-drying of feathers continued.
"Perhaps if I try another angle?" I thought. "Maybe the regal bearing can be had from another angle...." I postulated. For a second I thought I might have nailed it. The eagle took notice of where I had moved, but that look of disdain told me the eagle just found me annoying.
Once more the eagle resumed the obnoxious primping and fluffing.... ("PLEASE, NO MORE AIR-DRYING! PLEASE, PLEASE!" I said to myself.)
After quite some time I thought I might finally get the chance of photographing one of those haughty looks which eagles do so well. In the distance I spotted some white birds headed our way. "Surely the eagle will put on his game face when those birds fly closer," I said. "The eagle is bound to react." I thought. Well, the white birds soared closer. The white birds soared overhead. The eagle did not react! The only one who did react was me. The birds were white pelicans! What a magnificent wing span they had and the eagle could have cared less. The only one who was impressed was me! It's too bad I didn't at least get the pelicans in focus.
On the positive side, the eagle must have sensed my being impressed with the pelicans because just for a moment, the eagle allowed me to see a little of the impressive side of an eagle.
It sure can be frustrating trying to get an eagle to cooperate.