Today, after teaching, and after starting a large order for the campground store, I grabbed my camera and headed to the lake. No sooner had I pushed off shore, I spied a loon fishing halfway across the lake.
I drifted toward it, as I fiddled with my camera to get just the right settings for a slightly cloudy, slightly sunny day. Suddenly, it popped up beside the kayak.
It stretched, and dove and stretched again.
And I must say, this is how I feel to finally feel the sun on my shoulders and the warm breezes on my face.
It took quite awhile, but I spied the nest, too. Our loons have chosen a new nesting spot, and I must admit to being a bit relieved.
They haven’t had chicks in two years, and my fingers are crossed that this new nesting site will be a good one for them.
Only time will tell.