Stags, clouds and eagles

Now this pic isn't quite as straightforward as it may seem. Seems a bit dull at first, until you click and enlarge. Right in the middle of the ridge on the horizon, is a stag. I hope you can see it.

Have a funny feeling I may have posted this pic before, but I don't care, I like it. There's a certain symmetry about the sky and mountain that I really like. You could almost turn it upside down.

..... and look what arrived today. I'm now member 15195 of the Cloud Appreciation Society. How feckin cool is that. If you're very, very good I may show you my badge too......

I didn't see any eagles the day I saw the stag, but I might have :

The Dalliance of Eagles
by: Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)

Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles

The rushing amorous contact high in space together,

The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,

Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,

In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,

Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,

A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,

Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,

She hers, he his, pursuing.

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