IT’S ALL ABOUT THE WINGS …
Early one morning last week, while sitting on the shore of a small lake on Manitoulin Island, I was caused to reflect on the amazing wonder and power of wings. The lake was completely still and there was a very slight mist hovering over the water. As I sipped my first coffee of the morning, I was enthralled by the enchanting call of the loon, and then captivated by the sight of two Herons as they flew in tandum just a few yards from where I was sitting and what appeared to be a foot above the water.
The evening before, as we sat around our campfire, we were caused to look up in awe at the site of an eagle overhead. The eagle appears to soar effortlessly with those mighty wings spread, the herons wings flap rhythmically, and the loon, although it can fly 110 km per hour, never soars, but must work its wings continually to maintain flight.
