Graced

Graced by the presence of a large Bald Eagle perched in a tree between me and Lake Michigan.  It had swooped by, earlier, with adult plumage stark against the blue sky.  I saw it for a brief four seconds, but now it has returned to sit.  I hope it gets good and comfortable.
Even though one of my heroes, Benjamin Franklin, referred to the Bald Eagle as a "coward" and a "thief", the American Eagle's majestic qualities can never be diminished. 
To be sure, there is a thief dimension to the Eagle.  It often sits in wait while the Osprey, a superior fish hunter, does all the work.  When the Osprey comes up with a fish, the Eagle will harass and hound the Osprey until it drops the fish which the Eagle promptly collects.  
Again, don't let that diminish the Eagle's own great capabilities as a predator.

"He clasps the crag,
with crooked hands,
close to the sun
in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure
world he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawld,
as he watches from his mountain wall,
and like a thunderbolt he falls."
Tennyson

Thank God for Bald eagles along the Lake Michigan shoreline.