We’ve been watching carefully, and have finally seen it: Spring Break. The moment when spring, slowly building from its wintry birth in February, tilts the scale toward summer.
It came Saturday afternoon, when a humpback whale, the first one we’ve seen since last November, suddenly appeared off our beach. Within hours I sighted the first flock of Bonaparte’s gulls, black head and white body, a type of gull, among the many varieties that haunt our shores, that only visits during the herring run. I’m reaching the point where I don’t seriously expect the herring until I see the Bonaparte’s gulls, when I expect them imminently.
A “gift” from a moose: flowers for the cabin (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).
