The Loons of Winter – Day 96

I am going to miss our Common Loons when they leave us soon.


These loons in our harbors, became my friends during hunting season.

Like this one I often visit with at Wychmere Harbor, whose plumage is really starting to change as the time for making new loon families draws near.


Like great, wide, slow-moving barges, these birds paddle, submerge and…

Yes, I have even caught them napping, every now and again.


If I do not see you again before you leave, Dear Loon, be well, be safe.

‘Til we meet again. ❤

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Goodnight, Dear Loon – Day 90

Anyone who knows me, knows I’m over the moon for LOONS.


Our Common Loons are having a tough time right now with a high incidence of lead poisoning; some from gun shot during the hunting season but even more from ingested lead fishing tackle.

The other night I turned in at Snow Inn Road, hoping I might see a loon fishing along the Wychmere Harbor shoreline.

And sure enough, there he was!


Upon closer look, I noticed that his eyes were closed.


He looked so sleepy; I suspect, tuckered out from a full afternoon of diving for shellfish.

It was comical to watch him because, try as he might to keep those little red eyes of his open…


The lids just kept on a-closing, closing as he slowly, slowly swam along at the water’s edge.


It was, in a word, mesmerizing.

At times, I felt like he knew I was there as I kept hopping back and forth in my car; driving a short ways up Snow Inn, then hopping out again to photograph him.

A Loon Paparazzi, for sure, that’s me!   😉

And yet, he didn’t seem to mind.

No, not one little bit.


Paddling, paddling, paddling he went, past empty summer houses, as I followed along up the road, behind.

He swam past my favorite old black King Post…


And all the while I could see those eyes, drooping, drooping as he swam in and out of the waning sunlight.


At last I decided to head on home and leave him in peace for his evening nap.


But not without getting one more look at what I would have to say was the dearest image I have ever seen of a loon, in my life.


Goodnight dear Loon, sleep well…

And please, please, please, be well.  ❤

The Slender Red-throated Loon, New Life Bird – Day 77

Excited to share my first Red-throated Loon with you, spotted at Wychmere Harbor.


Now that I know what it looks like, I believe I have seen them from a distance as I’ve walked the shoreline in winter; their graceful, slender gray and white bodies and slightly curved bill tips.


So different from the Common Loons, whom I ADORE…


Yet I could tell, even from a distance, that I was seeing something very different when I spotted the Red-throated.


A bit o’Red, instead of GREEN, for St. Patty’s Day!  😉

A New Year’s Day, Goodnight

It was a late arrival to Stage Harbor for the sunset.

But there’s always someone to see…

Black Ducks, nibbling on some greens, paddling out from the shoreline.


A Common Loon snorkeling for just one last bite before bedtime.


And it looked like he found JUST that!  😉


And this gorgeous female Eider, glowing in the setting sunlight, who was obviously…

Getting ready to tuck in for the night.


I spotted her from the drawbridge as I walked further along, and I could hear her murmuring out “goodnights” to her friends.


And even though I missed the sunset, I could see the glow of it as it covered everything I passed by.


And I was treated to a real gift by the time I got to the fish pier, as a beautiful blue light had descended upon the old Stage Harbor Freezer Company that made me stop, take a deep breath…


And just feel blessed to live in such a place where the Beauty is just a short walk away.

Happy New Year, everybody, and goodnight!  ❤