It's that time of year again. Time for every eagle within 100 miles to converge on humanity. There must be better grub around town than there is along the coast during the winter, and the eagles have figured out how to take advantage of it. In most parts of Alaska the dominant "urban" bird is the Common Raven. However, along the coast the number of city eagles often approaches, if not surpasses, the number of city ravens. Such is the case here in Seward. Case in point, on the way to the grocery store this afternoon I counted 37 eagles and only nine ravens (one of which is outside our apartment eating a french fry as I type this). Considering that the store is only a mile from our apartment, that's a lot of eagles.
Evening is coming earlier and earlier, too. I took this picture of the setting sun shining on Mt. Alice approximately 3.5 minutes ago. In an hour it will be almost totally dark. It's still a bit on the chilly side (I think the high today was around 7 degrees), but at least the wind is dying down a bit. It's just no fun going outside when the wind blows a constant stream of dust and dirty snow in your face.
And finally, still no word on any jobs (can anyone else see a pattern forming?), but I do have another interview next week. That, at least, is something, right?
Have a happy Turkey Day! Or, as they say in Istanbul (not Constantinople): A! evet. Biraz da üzüm almak isterim!