"We are so lucky to live in an area where there is abundant wildlife."

I'm with you on that, Kendall. Last week, I went for an early morning walk with a friend. Walking along the shore, we heard first, the cry of a lone eagle in the tree above us. As we sought it out, we saw not one, but two white heads against the dark of the Spruce. Within a minute or so, there came from the other side of the channel, a Raven call, which grew in volume as it approached, until its voice was joined by that of the two irritated eagles, in protest that their turf had been invaded by the Raven.

Just below them, perched in statuesque stillness on the dock, a very large Great Blue Heron seemed to ignore the cacophony above him, focusing instead, on the slight turbulence in the water below him. We followed his lead and watched, eagerly awaiting the source of this sole ripple in the otherwise still salt water. It wasn't long before the surface was broken by the emergence of a dark, shiny head - a harbor seal, who, like us, was contentedly going for an early morning "stroll."

KT