Hiking at Castellaras yesterday, I noticed that I had to keep my eyes on the path for fear of stumbling. It was only when we stopped that there was the opportunity to lift the gaze to the white rock cutting the blue sky and to marvel at the view.
As I was deciding whether to keep my gaze micro or macro, an enormous Eagle, flashing yellow, glided down a copse just ahead.
It was magnificent. It was fleeting. I would have missed it had I been looking at the sky.