This morning, he was intent on breakfast. From the far side of the pond, I took several photos and saw him make one dive into the water, emerging fishless and returning to his position on the corner of the dock railing. I walked slowly around the pond, hoping to get a better view before he flew off. I needn't have worried! Not only did he stay on watch for a hapless fish, he kept his back to me as if he didn't know I was there. I took this photo from about ten feet away. Even when I spoke to him, he only turned his head long enough to give me the woolly eyeball and then resumed his breakfast vigil.
This is the 15th year of continuous daily publication for 365Caws. All things considered, it's likely it will be the last year as it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to find interesting material. However, I hope that I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world with my natural history posts, or encouraged a novice weaver or needleworker. If so, I've done what I set out to do.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Carpe Diem, Carpe Carpem
This morning, he was intent on breakfast. From the far side of the pond, I took several photos and saw him make one dive into the water, emerging fishless and returning to his position on the corner of the dock railing. I walked slowly around the pond, hoping to get a better view before he flew off. I needn't have worried! Not only did he stay on watch for a hapless fish, he kept his back to me as if he didn't know I was there. I took this photo from about ten feet away. Even when I spoke to him, he only turned his head long enough to give me the woolly eyeball and then resumed his breakfast vigil.
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