I don't know what it is about them but I LOVE bald eagles. Growing up in Michigan, I had never seen one in the wild. There was one at the Detroit zoo that was a bit of a celebrity. He only had one leg. He had lost it somehow in the wild and the zoo gave him a place to live. I remember seeing him and feeling sad that he had lost his leg, but I didn't feel any other connection than that. There are some that live in the upper peninsula but I think I have been there once. I don't remember the first bald eagle I have seen but I remember several others, and every time I see one I can't help but stare at it (unfortunately this also applies when I am driving)
Cory and I were married on the San Juan Islands Orcas Island to be specific (that's another animal I feel a connection with but that is a different blog) I remember walking around a building to get some pictures taken and a huge eagle came winging through at eye level right between us and the building. It was AMAZING. I have only ever seen one other flying that low to the ground and that was one that I got to look it right in the eye. It may sound strange but I lost myself for a second, watching that bird fly by. Time slowed my jaw dropped and my eyes locked on that yellow eye. I haven't had anything like that happen to me since. I spot them a lot, sometimes several in a week. I think it just depends on how often I get out of the house lol. But it seems like I always see them during a change in my life. The day I was married, on the drive out from Michigan to here there was one perched on a post on the side of the road. A few weeks ago I went to start making official plans to go back to school and half way to where I was going there was a big bald eagle landing in a tree. Maybe they are my lucky charm. I don't know, but there is something about them that just amazes me.