We are back to -25C windchill, so I decided to bring in wood from the front porch. It’s less of an adventure than going across the yard to the shed.
Lots of wind usually means flocks of birds playing on the currents, and mostly that means gulls.
Today my friendly (sort of) local eagle was out there. With 4 friends!
One of them sat on a nearby rock and I used a number of expletives to describe how big he was. They grow them large on this coast!
If I’d had my long lens on the camera you’d get pictures of all five of them enjoying themselves as a group – no aggro, no animosity, just good friends and good gossip.
I’ll try to have my equipment set up better for the next time. 🙂
This Fundy Migrant's Tale 