Welcomed to the family by some loons
Some bucket-list items involve distant destinations or once-in-a-lifetime adventures. Mine were much simpler: see a baby loon and photograph one.
You’d think that would have happened long ago. I grew up exploring Wisconsin’s lakes and have spent the past 15 years at a Northwoods cabin where loons return each spring. Yet year after year, I heard their haunting calls without ever seeing a chick.








