Near us was an Osprey nest.
She did not like for me to stand outside trying to get a photo
and would leave the nest circling out over the river
then back over her nest
which would agitate the blackbirds who constantly dive-bombed her while she flew around.
Finally she gave up and landed back in the nest.
While eating dinner I missed the male mating with her.
Then about 15 feet from the side door there was a Killdeer nest in the grass.
So between Beans and I we were pretty much making the local birds pretty nervous and we left early the next morning and had breakfast a couple miles up the road.
This sculpture was created from junk and trash collected downstream on the Salmon.
Too bad a busy background makes if difficult to see the details but I think you can see the fisherman.
I didn't catch the Indian with the bow until I started to walk away.