No words here can catch everything, it will burble up again like the rivers endlessly rushing forward. An eagle soars down from his perch above us. He zips around the shore line scaring up the northwestern crows that are feasting on a salmon carcass. He is interested in claiming it for himself but the crows are not so willing to give up their prize and he is deflected. He sits for a moment then flies off to a perch to wait for another opportunity for a snack.