I used to hunt years ago. I hate killing animals, gutting them out, and cleaning them to cook them up. I was raised that if you hunt, you must eat what you hunt. Far Guy and I used to hunt all the time, we enjoyed being in the woods. Now that we live in the woods, we can go outside whenever the mood strikes us. We no longer need to use hunting as an excuse to be in the woods.
Hunting with a camera is much easier, there are no "hunting seasons" there is no license to buy. You can shoot and your photograph is the result. No guts, no feathers, no cooking..no fuss hunting.
The deer, some look pretty healthy this year. We did see some the other day that looked pretty scrawny..but they were too quick for a photo.
I have never really liked Eagles, we have several in the area. When we lived on the lake, I watched one terrorize an iced in injured swan. I see them along the road in early spring pecking at road kill deer. I have watched them swoop and dive after loon chicks. I have seen them fishing. Eagles are not really very nice birds. One time they were taking up early spring residence in our yard, sitting high in a pine tree. Eyeing my dogs. Far Guy kept telling me, hardly anything eats a dog. The only time I have ever been impressed with an Eagle was when we watched a parent and two young eagles who were just learning to fly, ride the thermals high above our house, the parent squawked and talked encouragement the entire flight.
Turkeys would have been a much better national symbol in my opinion. They eat bugs, and grain.
One morning, I hunted from the kitchen window, this was taken through the window and the screen. Bunnies!