Ale and maple butter has been trumped by a wild life drama on the lake today. There was a raucous calling of loons and as I looked up to see what was the matter an eagle hit the water with talons outstretched and rose up and flew off to the island. Mom and dad loon were calling wildly. Neither of the 2 baby loons were visible. It all happened so fast. As we came to the realization of what had occurred, my daughter and I were both saying oh no oh no he got a baby loon and my daughter was beginning to cry. We had been watching and enjoying the loons for a couple of weeks, first w/ one baby, then a week later w/ two. We were heartbroken and expressing outrage at the eagle, when suddenly 2 baby loons popped up like rubber duckies in a tub. Hurray we both shouted, they made it they made it. Mom and dad had had them dive( how?) and had swam away from them in a decoy maneuver. It had worked. We were amazed. The eagle returned, circling on high over the loons. Raucous calling resumed, but after a couple of circles the eagle gave up and left. Wow. A perfectly scripted drama w/ a happy ending. Gotta love it.
I will get back to the food.
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