The other day I took a walk along the main road to the northern end of the island. It's an easy walk, about five kilometers round trip from our house. The island was so silent that I could hear the flutter of wings in the trees along the road.
Several chickadees were flitting and darting amongst the trees.
It seemed that some of them were watching me as I stood on the road watching them.
I came upon some of the elusive northern sheep. They were so silent that I only happened to glance over and see them in the woods, looking at me. They quickly disappeared.
A curious deer came out into the road to stare.
A red squirrel was not at all shy about making eye contact, and chattered at me behind my back after I walked on.
And across the marsh at the Horseshoe I watched Chopper returning from a trip to the mainland.