Hubby and I were on a hike last week through the woods near Ocqueoc Falls in northeastern lower Michigan. It’s a beautiful spot at any time of the year. In the fall it’s even more so. With God’s handiwork painted on the trees, it’s truly a sight to behold.
While admiring the colors and the ever-changing cloud formations, we also spotted a convocation of eagles. They soared above us on strong air currents. I could see three distinctly white heads among them, and at least two that appeared to be immature eagles. It took me a moment to get my camera turned on, but I managed to snap a few photos.
There are actually four birds in the photo above, but I didn’t see them all until I zoomed in the photo. One of the birds is almost hidden behind the dead trunk closest to the middle of the photo, and another is just above the tree tops to the left of him.
Of course, by the time I got my camera on and up and ready and zoomed in … they were flying away.
While I’ve seen my share of eagles over the years, it’s rare to see more than a pair at once. To come upon a convocation (yes – that really is the term for a gathering of eagles) may be a once in a lifetime opportunity. I know I’ll never forget it. And I wouldn’t have seen it if I hadn’t been in the right place at the right time.
We almost missed this. We almost didn’t turn onto the road that leads to the falls. We almost drove on by. It was an after thought, a destination tacked on at the end of our color tour. I enjoyed the whole day, but years from now, this will be what sticks in my memory.
How often in life do we miss out on things because we drive on by, because we don’t follow our impulses to stop along the way? Follow an impulse at least once this week and let me know where it leads you.