Some sights along the Connecticut River, where we’ve sailed for over 30 years. It’s a bucolic area, so lush after the sandy, somewhat barren look of the outer end of Long Island. There is an osprey on the nest in the second photo. I might crop it when I get home so you can see her better.
The swing bridge at Haddam, next to the Opera House.
Photos I missed: lots of ospreys, lots of swans, a duck taking flight right next to our boat, and a bald eagle in a tree. Oh well.