Several mornings ago I paddled across the narrow expanse of our inlet to look for the large snapping turtles. I failed to find them, though I did experience something much more amazing. An eagle further up the inlet was persisting circling, presumably looking for breakfast in our still-clear lake water. I paddled toward the eagle, hoping for a good shot, and was surprised to see a loon on a hummock of grass that I have paddled past for months. I did not want to startle her and cause her to abandon her nest, but she did in fact fly off the nest, leaving me with a view of the eggs. I snapped a few shots (with a powerful zoom lens) and then left the area.
The Nature of Maine 