The trees in this park always seem to have tortured by the wind blowing off Lake Erie.
Unlike our previous visit the water was like glass this evening. I remember these peaceful evenings on Lake Erie when I used to boat. They were magical.
A female belted kingfisher had scored a large (for her) fish for dinner. The fish was quite large in comparison to her.
and down went dinner.
A male belted kingfisher was no so lucky with the dinner hunt while we were there.
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