Watertown Lake

Made a sun setting stop at Watertown Lake yesterday evening before proceeding over to the hospital to check on mamma. There was a family with several boys fishing, one around three, who reminded me painfully of Nathaniel. It was good, but sad, to watch him trying to cast his little rig, the plug hitting him on the head, hooking him in his sleeve. He asked me, what ya doing? I said, I am out here trying to shoot eagles. He then hollered, Shoot them! Shoot them!
I was switching off between the 18-55 and the 180mm, depending on when the light would hit the eagle in the distance, or something would happen on the dock. It would have been better had I used the little point and shoot Canon S95, of which this photograph was taken, to capture the dock shots, leaving the long lens on. In the best case, I would have two bodies. On leaving, an old gentleman approached me, said he was Cherokee Hill, for New Hampshire, would I send him a picture of the eagles, as he wanted to do a story on where the eagles gather, from the New Testament scripture. He seemed more of a homeless type to me, but you never know about people. He had no computer or email, so I got the address of his son.
I was probably looking at my future in him. Lone man, far from home, dog for companion, living out of van, scraggly, making up stories of a past life.
Went on over to the hospital where my brother was just arriving. We visited our mom until ten, my sister staying the night. She is in for observation and tests, trying to determine if she has stroke, heart, or any other condition that is causing her weakness and all. My sister sent a text message this morning that she passed all the neurologist tests with colors. She always seems to thrive in the hospital. Its when she gets home that things seem to change. My fathers case was similar. We knew he needed basically baker acted because of his crazy, obsessive infatuation with the younger lady who took him for all his money, but when the evaluator came around, he answered all the questions normally and the evaluator basically said, he is normal, there is nothing I can do. Well, we lost everything in the process too. Thank-you.