Visiting Friends at the Camp

After a number of cold and rainy days, one is doubly thankful to be at the Camp in the Adirondacks.  It's always great to be there, and even better when it is a calm and sunny day.

A fabulous day to follow Mary...

...across the calm waters of Lily Lake.

We visited, but the beavers were not home.

In fact, it looked like humans had breached their dam.

This guy posed.
I was surprised at how close he let me come.

"Did you get my profile?"
His feathers look a bit shaggy.

"That's enough.  Good bye!"

It could be that I was able to get close because he didn't hear me.
I wonder if he is old and has heron loss.

Mama and baby were in the big lake.
Loon-like markings are beginning to show on baby's back.

"Let's go that way, Mom."

Mama knows better.

And she looks every bit as lovely as before junior came along.

We paddled back through the weeds.

The occasional puffy clouds were quite welcome.
It got quite hot in the unbroken sun.

I sat and watched this tiny spider weave a web.
Amazing energy and technique.

Stretching one line to properly position the next.

Both engineering and artistry.

On her way to a meal on my arm,
the mosquito became entangled.
I did not shed a tear.

As the day wound down, other kayakers paddled toward the setting sun.