The Call

I know, I know. This has nothing to do with homesteading.

But our two eagles have returned for a second winter, hunting behind the house from a bare tree overlooking the Chattahoochee River. Coming home this afternoon, I had just put down my bags when an unmistakable cry made me jump — I ran outside in time to capture the juvenile calling to its mother.

After a stressful day cooped up inside, this was all I needed to reset the calm button. Hope it does the same for you.

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