Baldy at the Dump

Our weekly outing usually includes a trip to the dump.

When we go to there, often we find or see something interesting.

Once we found a copper pot that looked perfect on our pot rack in our city home in the ReUse Shed.
Another time, a vintage book on fishing.
We've often found children's toys, such a musical ride-on train and a kitchen set.
On one occasion, someone left a collection of record albums.  I picked up an Iron Butterfly album but took a pass on an album by Xavier Cougat that I'm now kicking myself I didn't get.

Today, at the dump, we saw Bald Eagles.   I have seen them there before but didn't have a camera.  I got a few shots of them but alas, my camera isn't exactly good at getting photos from distant objects.

Here is one sitting high in a tree.  The tree was easily two football fields away, so you can see how bird this bird is.

This one is sitting on the ground among a number of Ravens.  They all seem to tolerate each other.

I tried zooming in, but it just gets more blurry.  Yet, there's no mistaking it's a baldy for sure.

Next time around perhaps David will bring along his zoom lens and get good photos.

Even though it's a grey, snowy day, it sure is pretty at the dump.

It looks like a picture postcard.

A postcard from the town dump.