Boy was it cold this morning! 27 degrees down by the lake with a howling wind that cut right to the bone. A flotilla of gulls was just off shore near Wendy Park. Geese gathered close to the beach, coming ashore for a stroll now and then.
We walked down to the old coastguard station and watched the gulls along the river. They were smaller and more delicate than the ring-billed gulls we watched at Edgewater the other day. These were Bonaparte’s Gulls. They floated on the water like ducks, swimming with the mallards and cormorants. They lined the piers and loading docks.
We turned back. Just at the edge of the walkway at the edge of the beach, I spotted a big hawk sitting on a stump near the ground. I was excited to see one so close and from an unusual vantage point!
We looped back through the fields and Chuck was eager to run and play. She loves this weather! So, I stashed the camera in the car and we ran in circles until Chuck lost some steam. Then, we headed home for coffee and kibble.
