That's a pretty, misty photo.  Actually looks a lot like what we had around here this morning.  Every little pond had heavy mist rising, and even the fields had that beautiful fog that you have on a cold morning.

Nice B+W POD today!

Thank you so much!  A photo that brings back some bittersweet memories.  2008 was the year we didn't have a canoe trip, as Spartan1 was on peritoneal dialysis and canoe-tripping was impossible for us.  HoHo and David generously offered their beautiful "cabin" (read that:  "lovely home") in the woods so that we could still be in the canoe country, and we stayed there with our 5-year-old granddaughter for a week, plus some days for ourselves.  This photo was taken on a short day trip out of Lake One, just the two of us.  Wondering how long it would be before Spartan1 got a kidney transplant, and if we would do any more canoe trips.  As I said, bittersweet.

Memories of that time are especially vivid.  It was while we were at Timberdoodle (that is the name of HoHo's place) one day when our daughter called my cell phone to tell me that her mother-in-law had been accepted as a potential living donor for Neil.  I got almost no reception, asked her to call me back, and went out behind the cabin to stand up on the biggest rock I could find and hold my phone up over my head.  It was great news!  The transplant was 1/21/09.  And there were a few more really nice canoe trips after that.

Probably TMI for you.  The musings of an old lady.  I think I'll go look at that photo again.

Nice fish and those Orange Grippers strike once again! 

Yup, I immediately recognized it as one of the original flock.  Of course, it was barely more than a chick when it first left the Bushwhacker Jamboree roost.  Nevertheless, it's proud chin & luscious plumage instantly mark its undeniable bloodline & noble heritage.

Incidentally, they are known throughout their range as the scourge & bane of red squirrels... a veritable "scarecrow" for the little buggers.

FYI

Jimbo