My husband called my phone and left a message for me. I could hear the excitement in his voice, "There are 100 loons on Cassadaga Lake right now. When you drive past today take a look at them."
Loons? Was my husband talking about some people doing strange things on the lake?
Sure enough, when I ventured out later that day, there were about 100 loons swimming in the lake. Only to my pleasant surprise, the "loons" my husband referred to were bird loons. Beautiful black and white patterned birds. [And because I've finally figured out how to import a picture to my Blog, here you go!]
Loons? Was my husband talking about some people doing strange things on the lake?
Sure enough, when I ventured out later that day, there were about 100 loons swimming in the lake. Only to my pleasant surprise, the "loons" my husband referred to were bird loons. Beautiful black and white patterned birds. [And because I've finally figured out how to import a picture to my Blog, here you go!]
I've heard the call of the loon when visiting the Adirondacks. The bird call of the loon is a haunting trill that echoes across the still water to the tall pines. I look forward to hearing it whenever I visit there.
And now they are practically in my back yard. I LOVE that they are visiting my part of New York state! I accept their presence as a blessing and remain open to their message.
Comments