It's a fickle hobby.
Feast AND famine.
The famine is that I can't find anything but eagles to shoot.
So, right now, I feast on Bald Eagles.
The deep freeze has brought them to me in good numbers.
As a matter of fact, I have never seen so many at my watering hole before.
I counted 12 the other day, with 2 being about the average, that I would see.