It's not at all unusual for us to see (and hear) loons on our lake up north. They hang out on the water, diving deep and re-surfacing -- doing their lake-thing -- all day, every day. And we usually begin our mornings hearing the loons call.
Loons are so beautiful with their distinctive markings, that red eye . . . and a lonesome, almost haunting call.* I love sharing the lake with our loons.
This year, we had a special treat . . . Loon Baby!
In all of our summers at the lake, we've never timed it quite right to see a baby loon -- although we know our lake is a protected loon nesting spot.
One of our up north neighbors told us that, just days before we arrived, she had seen the Loon Baby riding on the back of the Loon Mother. But by the time we arrived, it was happily swimming on its own -- always under the careful watch of the Loon Parents.
Over the week, we saw Loon Baby practicing short dives -- and becoming more and more brave, swimming ever farther from the Loon Parents.
But not too far!
* If you've not heard a loon call before, you can listen here:
(Jenny and JoJo heard the loon in the video clip. Now they're clamoring to get outside to find it! Jenny, in particular, is intrigued with the loons on the lake.)