As the weather is turning colder, here in the mountains of Virginia, last month’s trip to the Virgin Islands is quickly fading in memory. And so is my summer tan…
So before the island experience dissipates, I must post a few more memories.
Here, at Magens Bay, on the North Coast of St. Thomas,
we spent a day bird watching and bathing in the clear blue waters.
This Royal Tern was circling high above. Spying some fish, it gathered speed
and caught its glistening prey with skill and accuracy
Then flew across the water
and high up in the air where the fish was beginning to slip a bit from its beak
Could the fish have wriggled itself free and fallen back in the water? I held my breath, to no avail. The bird had its lunch…just another delicious gulp in the life of a bird.