Surely not, John McPhee.
The tremolo yodel twixt Common Loon mates is NOT a laugh of the insane.
I listened from the edge of a secluded pond–Private! No Trespassing!
But CLs don’t read, just emit ethereal enunciations,
like the back & forth between Lydia, Chloe, Luke, William, Claire, Hannah
& the elders as they ply the waters of Long Pond.
Call & connect.
It makes me laugh & reminds me to love. Insane?