East River

My friend C came out from the big city and I took her to the East River to show her the workings of the salt marsh

"That's a willet,  there's another, that's an osprey, there's another willet, three no six great egrets up there, a snowy over there"...and so it goes.

willet

We were out on a low and falling tide, so not quite four miles was the turn around. But, the birds kept us going.

osprey with two fledglings...not yet flying.