The First Cold Weather

Last night the temperatures fell into the low 30sC.  Not yet a freeze but enough to shiver all night long.  This morning a light misty fog hangs over the river. I can see the far bank.  It looks as if white fairy dusty was blown across the water just tree high.  Perhaps it is the river's steamy breath because the waters are still warmer than the air at this time of the year.  Most of the fish have swum out of the finger of our creek and down south to warmer waters.  Even so, a bald eagle came by yesterday and landed in the snag that had been the perch of the osprey all summer.  He had a shad in claw and proceeded to eat a leisurely sashimi lunch.  He was fully mature with a full white head and a threatening golden beak.  Last night's sunset was a beauty with summer's blood spilled across the water.