Yesterday morning the bay rang with the calls of the mother loon.
She was out with her chick, fishing along the corner of the bay. The chick can dive now, and is becoming larger every day, but still has her fluffy gray "I'm a baby loon" plumage.
Brian was heading out with his Piper Cub float plane, taking advantage of the flat calm water as much as of the fact that not too many folks were up and about yet. Working here it can be tricky to find time for ourselves during July and August. That's okay... the trade off of having our Bondi Family friends here with us is important too!
He carefully skirted the loons. Momma gave him one long loon-look, and then carried on, quite unperturbed by the plane passing by.
Pam was out, with coffee on the dock, and quickly grabbed her camera. It's better than mine, and I'm sure she got better photos of both loons and plane taking off! She's promised to send them on to me, so I will post them when they arrive.
No comments:
Post a Comment