06/07/2026
A bald eagle perched between me and the evening sun.
The bright, washed-out sky wasn’t an accident. The sun was just outside the frame, flooding the scene with light and creating a backlit portrait that highlights the eagle’s silhouette, feather detail, and glowing white head.
Sometimes you don’t get to choose the light. You choose what to do with it.
Lake Beshear, June 3, 2026.