Hunter’s Eye

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With the temperature in the high 40’s F., no wind, and the cloud cover persistent but high enough to reveal mountains and glaciers, Aki and I walk Fish Creek to salt water. Our moods are as neutral as the day’s color palette. The little dog seems preoccupied with her bodily eliminations. I’m puzzled by the lack of ducks on the Fish Creek Pond.  The complaint of an eagle roosting on a trail-side spruce warns of his approaching cousin. The newcomer, just a speck in my eye, flies high over the pond. You can see him in this picture by using your hunter’s eye.

P1110633We all have one, a hunter’s eye, even the pacifist vegan. It’s what draws you to the sudden emergence of a seal’s head, an out of place sandpiper, the expanding ripples of a feeding fish.

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