So, I’m driving back from a trip to the eastside, across the 520 floating bridge. It’s a typical December day, a bit on the gray side, but Lake Washington is calm and it’s like the car is gliding across the water.
For a moment in the holiday madness, all was calm. Then, as I was about to leave the water and connect to solid land again, I looked up…and sitting on the top of one of the lights, a HUGE bald eagle. He just sat there, looking like he had just posed for some currency, watching the crazy humans drive by.
Just another day in Seattle….