Rest in peace, gentle bird.


Be well, little guys.


From May 20, 2012
From May 20, 2012
Today I made my weekly pilgrimage to Quartermoon Books on Topsail Beach for a smoothie and a look at what the current good books are.  Quartermoon Books is a wonderful and friendly place to stay current on what's worth reading as well as on the best kind of smoothies south of the Mason-Dixon line.  I go there to drink, and my daughter approves.

The ride home snapped me out of my bookish reverie when I came across a mom with her child in a jogger stoller and a stranded bird at her feet.  The bird looked remarkably like the tired one I came across on the beach earlier in the week.  So I made my way out to see this woman and the bird right after I got home.  

It turns out the bird is a loon.  Loons are starving around here right now--and right now is mating season.

The young mom who found this bird and called for help was able to do so because she does not have a primitive cell phone, as I do.  As a result, she knew to capture the bird and put it in a  dark, safe place until a wonderful woman who is a volunteer for Possumwood Acres from Sneads Ferry came along to get the hungry bird.  

The volunteer animal rescue worker told me that not so many years ago, pelicans were being harassed and decapitated right here on Topsail, and the abuse is starting up again. 

Some days around here are downright depressing.  Those are the days human passers-through at the beach tear it up for their own pleasure.  

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