
I know he can't see me; but somehow I feel he's playing games with me: every time I look over, see he's surfaced and pick up my camera, he dives. Stays under for 10-15 minutes; usually I lose patience and go back to work, only to see him again a few minutes later. Yesterday, I gave in, I pulled a stool up to the window for a stretch to shot some pics. I feel a bit like one of those Loch Ness monster enthusiasts:)


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