The Sky's the Limit

A veteran stunt flyer buzzed the north end of the lake this morning, performing curves as if inscribing his initials in the endless blue sky.   We watched from our living room, enchanted by the bald eagle’s dignified composure and airborne poise.  If only I could be a wing walker!

Before long he narrowed his flight path and swooped down for a fly-by just inches above the smooth surface. Although we were viewing the same lake, he saw it from a drastically different perspective. With landing gear extended, he plucked an unsuspecting fish from the silvery surface and flew off with it dangling from his talons.

This magnificent bird’s viewpoint was above and beyond. The sky truly was his limit.