Sunrise over the Atlantic. Pretty nice - still windy and high tide.
The neighbor's were having a seawall erected around their property - this was two houses down from where we stayed. It wasn't as noisy as I thought it would be because the sound of the waves and wind was loud enough to drown most of the worker's sounds out. They had it done while we were there and there will be one around the place we stayed soon.
It was cool, standing out on the deck and watching the ospreys fishing - they would climb high high high up and then dive down to check out a fish, splashing into the water to catch it, coming up with a large fish in their talons (or not, in the case of one juvenile who didn't seem to get the hang of it yet and was just getting a good dunking most of the time).
He finally decided that if he was going to get a dunking, he might as well come into shore and get a good bath! Looked so ratty. (Sweetie said he was a juvenile osprey and was probably just learning to fish.)
Sweetie tried for a long time to get a close shot of these guys hunting. Whenever he was out on the deck with his camera, they would fly further out over the water.
So, finally, I walked out and onto the beach. Not 5 seconds later, this one flew over top of me, and landed within 5 feet of me at the water's edge. I laughed and pointed for Sweetie to get his camera out with the long lens.
This one flapped around in the water for a while, enjoying himself. Then, up and away back home to dry off.
The ospreys shake off the water after a dive like a dog shaking water from its back.