Listening for Loons

We played Settlers of Catan with Charley and Nicole on Saturday night. Maybe Arlene and I played it one New Years Eve with Sue, Richard, and Katherine, but we’re not sure. I do like that game. There’s a lot of thinking and a lot of social interaction, and it doesn’t take too long go get through a game of it.

Arlene was hearing loons through the window as we were playing, but I hadn’t heard many. When the game was over I suggested that we walk down to the lake and listen more. We all stood on the association dock and looked out over the quiet, calm, dark lake. When we shined our flashlights in the water we could see the rocks on the bottom and one fish. As soon as we left the dock and started walking back the loons started up.

It was a good clear dark night. There are lots of trees down by the lake, so we hadn’t seen many stars from the dock, but there’s plenty of open sky near the house. We had a good time looking at the Big and Little Dippers and Northern Crown before we went in.

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male born 1944 mathematician by training, software engineer by profession; retired since Labor Day 2013 birder, cyclist, unicyclist, eraser carver, knitter when possible