Osprey

Two weeks ago, rainy Saturday morning, someone stopped the boys and I at the Farmers Market.  "Hey, are you Lesley's husband?"  She had just seen an Osprey tangled in fishing line by the river, had called the Wildlife Dept., but was not confident that anyone was responding to her call.  She wanted to call Lesley, but didnt have her number.  I told her I would call Lesley and ride by there on the way home.  We got there to find everything under control and we got to get a great look at the rescued Osprey.