Yesterday afternoon, we were treated to the sight of a large bird soaring over the river. At first, the girls thought it was a bald eagle, but upon further examination, it did not have a white head and black body. As it circled around, presumably looking for fish, we wondered if it might be an osprey. Some of the kids thought it might be a hawk, but I’ve never seen one fishing before. Maybe they do, but the ones I’ve seen have always been searching for mice and other things from fields. Before we could decide, it swooped by one more time and flew across the river, to perch in the top of a tall tree. We could never see it closely enough to identify it, but no matter what variety it was, we enjoyed the noble, majestic sight of it very much.
We had another snow day Monday. It’s unheard of here in our part of Oregon to get 4 inches of snow on March 6, but we did in our back yard. It melted quickly and we were off to do errands in the afternoon, since Rob got a day off work because the schools were closed.
For the most part, we have had extremely rainy weather lately. There is standing water all over. This picture really doesn’t give justice to the gorgeous rainbow we saw, though. No matter how much rain—there’s always a rainbow, if you just look hard enough.