There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition:
I caught this Bald Eagle on camera November 11, 8:00am…
At low tide, on sand bar, off Harbor Island and Hunting Island, SC.
Bald Eagle catches a seagull in mid-air, consumes half…
and takes off with its kill when I get too close.
Here is footage from breakfast, back in February.
This footage recorded from deck of Johnson Creek Bridge, looking over Hunting Island, South Carolina (SC).
I recorded “Church This Morning” 1 hour after this; and “Patriotic Sky” 1 hour before this.
Incredible colors – blood red of the coming sun, a few rays of blinding white light,
and solid blue of the disappearing night… A real patriotic sky.
This footage was recorded from deck of the Harbor River Bridge, looking over Harbor Island.
About 2 hours later, I recorded the Hunting Island footage.
4:30am this morning, I drove to Hunting Island (SC) and watched the sunrise.
I have been going to some beach nearly every week for years now – often several time per week…
I arrive always An hour or so before dawn, and never leave before the sun fully rises.
Never do I sense God’s presence more. This is when I say my prayers, and talk to The Almighty.
So, here is what my church looked like this morning:
