Spring Glory, Ospreys Return- Day 85

At long last…

O-S-P-R-E-Y!!!!


And to think I almost didn’t even go looking for them today; it had turned so gray and raw, no fun to be outside.

Am I ever glad, I did!  😉

More images to come…  ❤

Longing for Ospreys – Day 75

For some reason this year I am pining for the return of the ospreys, more than ever before.

I cannot WAIT to hear their cries fill our salty skies once again, watch them as they raise their families against all odds.

It won’t be long now, and THIS little guy…


Will be getting an eviction notice on his winter rental…


From the summer osprey occupants, upon their return back to the Wychmere South nest!  😉

The Gull-Herring Saga Continues at Red River

Ever since my visit to the Brewster herring run I’ve had my eye out for “gull gatherings” at our local runs.

The other morning as I was driving by my home beach I heard the gulls overhead, and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw flashes of sunlit wings up the tiny Red River creek.


Sure enough, the herring were running and the gulls were arriving for breakfast.


Lining up, to wait.


Now years ago, our tiny herring run at Red River had posted the same “No Fishing” signs as the Brewster run.


But you can’t tell the gulls that.


They wait all year for the herring…


As sure as some wait for that first basket of fish ‘n chips at our local clam shacks here on the Cape.

Herring gulls will always be the surest signposts telling us where and when the fish are running.


Order UP!  😉