Stage Harbor at sunset.
Common Loon and boat…
I love the days when the ice is just starting to freeze in the harbor, especially right around sunset time.
Well, except maybe the loons.
Out in open water, thrashing and splashing with something they’ve just caught from the deep below.
As soon as they surface with their catch, they are determined to crack it open before the gulls descend to snatch it away.
And there am I, crouching by the water, their enraptured audience; tugging at fingerless gloves every few shots as I shiver with the cold.
Yet smiling, the whole time.
Am I nuts to do this?
Well, maybe just crazy.
Crazy as a Loon. 😉