Loons

There is something atavistic about loons. Is it their stark plumage? Their haunting calls? Their wilderness preference? Perhaps it is all of these.

The loons below were seen in the early morning, yesterday and today, as they patrolled parallel to the lakeshore, but some distance away. The journey involved peering into the depths for fish, diving, preening, calling, and (seemingly) lollygagging.

Maybe it isn’t as much that loons are atavistic, as it is that they evoke an atavistic response in this loon watcher.