I caught this guy red-handed down at the Mill the other day.
Boy, he sure looked guilty as all get-out, clutching a big juicy fish with his left talon.
Yet he insisted…
As he flew away, with feathers ruffled, that he was only “fishing”…
And you know, he was right!! 😉
The shellfish signs were up at Mill Creek one morning at the end of August.
I’m not sure what it is about the floating buoys marking the spot.
I find them to be..
Good medicine for a Sunday morning.