Lake Ontario, and a Rare Bird

It was off to Lake Ontario again yesterday.  It was a beautiful day, sunny and with little breeze.  I wanted to see how the lake had changed from the last time I was there.  Last time, the waves were wicked, the stench was awful, and the breeze off of the lake was cold.  Yesterday was completely different.  Well, except for the smell.  That's one of the things I love about the big lake, her character changes every day.  You can go to see her every day, and still not know her in all of her moods.

There were seagulls serenely floating on the water, and resting calmly on whatever those things they are on are.

The mallards were up the creek, literally.  Yesterday, the creek was almost dry.  It must have been siesta time, because preening and snoozing seemed to be the order of the day.

But, the biggest surprise was yet to come.  I have seen white swans there, and even, last time, the black swan.  Once I saw a kingfisher, though it dived into the water and out so fast that I wasn't able to get a picture.  Yesterday, however, I saw the most unusual bird of all.  It is one that raises strong emotion.  You either think it is a raucous and noisy thing, or you are awestruck at the complexity of its song.  I was able to get a short video of it.  If you look hard enough, you can just see it, in the shadows by the house.  Enjoy.