It's been a pretty crazy month, so I decided to post a quick, as Tengrain would put it, palate cleanser tonight. This summer, the ospreys (Pandion haliaetus) which live adjacent to one of my worksites have been exceptionally active, or more accurately, I've been around more when they are out and about. They are oddly melodious raptors, and have been singing to each other at great volume pretty much all day, all summer. At dawn, they are singing in the conifers:
At dusk, they are singing in the dead tree by the riverbank:
At various times, they are winging overhead, and if we (and they) are lucky, we'll catch a glimpse of one clutching a fish. And have I mentioned that they are unexpectedly melodious? They do wonders when it comes to lending a sense of wonder to the place.