the loon
I was talking to my father on the phone the other day and he began to describe in detail about this Loon that is stuck on a lake in New Brunswick. All his buddies had left for the winter but he is stranded in this small amount of open water in the middle of this lake. The rest of the lake is encased in ice and this ice is slowly closing in on this small open area where the loon sits. Loons are awkward on land and can only take off from the water but they need a certain amount of runway in order to get airborne and this poor little guy doesn’t have enough room to take off. Dad said that the bird tries several times a day but always runs out of water before he can launch himself. Everyday his runway gets shorter as the ice takes over. I had asked Dad if someone might try to go out onto the ice and break it up for him a little? Dad doesn’t think that will happen. A tad dangerous maybe and what is one stranded bird in the greater scheme of things? But dad just loves this little fellow’s determination to keep trying day after day. It just seems like such a hopeless situation for him but still he continues to give his best run at it.
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