Late August round-up.

  Not an awful lot of nature time and thus not much photography, 'though all that is about to change with the next ten weeks in Canada. New England has become a bit pedestrian in terms of species - many just miss us all together - so I'm looking forward to the change.
  The Osprey (with Striped Bass) flew close enough for me to hear it's wings beat.

 Dad - It's going to be all on you to keep things on the blog ticking over whilst I'm away. It might mean we lose a certain sector of our target demographic, which in turn may collapse the sponsorship deal, and that will probably blow any chance the awards I know you badly crave. I'm sorry.