I stared at them in awe as I realized they were two mature bald eagles.
It's at times like this, that I wish I had a decent camera. So let me apologize now, as the images just don't do these marvellous creatures justice.
They seemed to be sparing in the air as they turned claw to claw and soared over my head. What a thrill !
They became tiny dots in the distance, and then one of them came back and landed farther down the shore.
Can you see him, standing in the grass, just right of centre in this photo ?
I pushed my little camera to the limits of its meagre zoom lens.
All the time I was watching him, I was studiously keeping Wendy and Trey busy by throwing the ball in the opposite direction.
Reluctantly, I followed them away from the Eagle and back up the shore.
Another magical day in the Passage.