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Eagles vs. Geese

Friends, 

Given the choice, would you rather be an eagle or a goose? Eagles soar, effortlessly surfing thermals, their telescopic vision able to spot small prey from their perch in the sky. Geese fly in impressive "V" formations and can migrate up to 1,500 miles in a day. One is solitary, the other social. Both weigh about the same. Eagles rest on trees, geese on the ground. Of course there are exceptions. This week I saw a goose --we'll call him Eagan --perched high on a cottonwood. While Eagan's motives are unclear (for all I know he may identify as an eagle), the sight brought a smile to my face. Chillin' and looking around from his high perch, Eagan seemed to enjoy his unique perspective. So maybe you don't need to choose... maybe you can have the best of both worlds. Speaking of eagles, I got a chance to watch the Colorado Eagles rout the Henderson Silver Knights 5-2 during game 1 of the AHL playoffs. I also got a chance to savor Lil' Orbits' Donuts while I was there. All goodness!

Can you spot Eagan the goose?


Happy Friday!

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