An inquisitive otter along the Rogue River shared lunch with me back in March just before shut down. I presumed that it was fish he was gulping down while I nibbled on a salad. Only parts of him were visible as he dove then gazed at back at me over the dancing surface of the water. This is what I imagined he would look like if he took a break from fishing. What could he be looking at? This is an in progress working sketch for a woodblock print benefitting the Southern Oregon Land Conservancy.
