Maine and Massachussets have great shorelines, but they also have great ponds and lakes. While camping on Donell Pond in Maine, a lake by any other state's standards, I saw and heard many loons calling across the water. It is one of the few times I have not minded being woken up at dawn by a bird. The Loons would glide through the golden water in front of our boat, always diving before I got a decent photo.
In Brewster, Massachussets, I stayed at an awesome couple's house near Sheep Lake, although maybe it was Sheep Pond... anyway, they had a Bluebird house with an abandonded egg in it. It made me think about how animals can leave something so precious behind, not dwelling in the past. Must be nice.
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