I noticed a group of people in small boats on the lake near this bridge. Others were in chairs along the shoreline. They were all watching something, but I didn’t stop to think about what it was. After all it was a Sunday afternoon, and I was engrossed in conversation with a friend. Cocoa was pulling on her lead in an effort to cross the bridge in front of us and Chip . . . . Well, Chip was being Chip—a puppy at a year and three months. Finally, I looked up and saw that looked like a hawk circling overhead, but it wasn’t. It was an Osprey, and she kept dropping down lower and lower. Finally, I realized she was trying to land. Duh!
She had a nest on the top of the bridge and probably babies, too. I looked back in time to grab these photos—what a cool surprise on a otherwise lazy Spring afternoon.