An osprey to remind us of where we've come
The other week I was sitting on expressway stuck in traffic, with the smog and the fumes fanning around my little Corolla. I was soo anxious to get out of town and escape to the Cherry Blossom Festival up in DC for the weekend, but the daily 7 mile back up getting into the tunnel was delaying my party-time aspirations. The section of road I was parked on was a busy commuter interstate that winds right past a large military base. If I seemed a frustrated driver, then this should not be compared to the plethora of oversized SUVs with "fuck Obama" stickers plastered all over them trying to get around all of the cars. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw an osprey ( Pandion haliaetus ) fly right over carrying a large stick in its talons. It preceded to lower the stick to the top of a large metal tower, which was maybe some sort of radio control tower or a monitoring defense apparatus to ensure that terrorists don't bomb the military base. The tower was surrounded