Eagle Sighting

It wasn't until I'd passed its perch on a postage-stamp yard along Pleasant Hill Road that I took in this golden eagle's full magnitude.


I doubled-back, camera in hand.

Just to prove I wasn't making it up.

I've been telling the story all day, struggling for the right adjective -- enormous, behemoth, colossal. Maybe Herculean. Possibly, prodigious. 

Turns out, it didn't matter. Once I showed the picture, people got it. Some laughed. Others nodded. A few grimaced.

Apparently, it's a familiar tale. This version just happens to have an eagle in it.