Yesterday, I went for a walk by the St. Croix River around sunset. Low clouds had covered the sky, making for a gray day. Eagles called and chatted. I searched the trees looking for them. They sounded close. Then I spotted something white near the water. A pair of eagles sat on a downed tree in the water near the far shore. They were chatting with at least one more eagle further away. I took several pictures, with the low lighting conditions, I wasn’t sure they would even turn out. As the sky grew darker, first one eagle and then the other flow low over the river to the south and disappeared into the trees.