A short sojourn on Honey Harbour Island

Nic and my trip to the market resulted in a Kohlrabi Slaw (with carrots, purple pepper, Granny Smith apple and a honey vinaigrette dressing) and a Calprese Salad (tomatoes, Buffalo mozzarella, basil, anchovies and balsamic vinegar).

Wednesday I headed up to Aimee and Greg's cottage at Honey Harbour as their grandchildren had finally left and there was an available bed!

This year the Osprey had 2 young. One was already flying but this one had shown no interest.

Just like at home, the water levels of Georgian Bay are very high. They had to raise the gazebo and the walkway.

The front lawn is now frequently below lake level and Greg had sunk a pump in a barrel that moved the water out constantly.

Plenty of water for the resident duck family and the single young grebe that dove near the dock.

Plenty of water for the biggest Leopard Frog I had ever seen.

He didn't even move as we walked by him on the bridge.

On my second day Aimee and I watched, through binoculars, as the remaining young Osprey started to try out his wings.

The strong wind was making it difficult for him and sometimes he looked drunk. Squawking constantly, they really are noisy birds.

The next day he flew but the strong wind made it difficult for him to get back to the nest.

We sat on the dock and the deck, ate and drank wine, played cards, caught up with each others lives and families and started planning for our winter road trip through the U.S.

The building wind meant I had to get off the island before the waves became dangerous, earlier than planned. 2 days was not enough!