Just as the sun appears behind the trees on the hills the tremolo call of a loon echoes across the lake. I count my blessings.
Hello friends! I can’t believe how quickly we go from mud, gray, not much to take photos of to an explosion of migration! Hundreds or thousands of ducks on the lake, more and more sparrows every day, and the wobble-wobble flight …
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