Bliss

Waiting for mother to return, baby harbor seal dreams of good things to come.  The mothers come and go and it's amusing to watch them hoist themselves up out of the water.  The babies now play in the water, too, and return our curious stares with their own wide eyes.

Out of the Woods, onto the Deck

There was a bear on the deck last night. I was up late, heard a noise, turned my head and saw a big round black shape go by. Was it a bear or a really big racoon, I wondered, so went out in the pouring rain with an umbrella to have a good look. I didn't see any creatures but the suet feeder was not hanging from the eaves. This morning David found it on the path to the beach, all bashed in. Definitely not a racoon!