The Osprey’s Back!

Or maybe he’s been around all along and I’ve just missed him. What a magnificent feral creature! My first round of photos was pretty blurry because he was so intent on grooming: picking, fluffing, preening, nibbling By the time I came back along the path he’d settled onto his high perch overlooking the bay.

We’re still in our “heat wave.” High of 82 degrees, and too hot to knit outside if you can imagine.