At Long Last, Goslings

I’ve been hearing from the locals lately that the Mill Landing Canada geese were seen out and about with their goslings on Mother’s Day.

Naturally, I’ve been waiting for them ever since, camera in hand. Mornings, evenings, scanning the tall grass along the shoreline at Taylor Pond. No goslings.

One morning I did see a pair of Canada’s circling Taylor pond, back and forth, back and forth. Their movements were mesmerizing, so fluid and graceful.

I must have taken 70 shots, certain that any moment I was going to see a fuzzy-headed gosling or two. The pair finally disappeared in the tall grass at the far end of the pond. Not a single gosling in sight.

Last night after a short photo session at Mill Landing, I was turning to head up the hill when all of a sudden, I saw them.  At the entrance to Taylor Pond, glowing in the last rays of the setting sun.

I had all I could do to stop trembling and get a few shots. The adults were moving the goslings along quickly and I could see that they weren’t going to be in the sun for very long, once they hit the water.

The goslings stuck tight and close to the parents. And the parents, never took their eyes off of me.

As they passed along in the shadows – and safety – of the seawall at the opening to Taylor Pond, the parents kept their family focused and moving.

I counted 6 goslings in all, heading straight toward me in a nearly perfect line.

As they got closer, I could see that the parents were slowing their paddling, looking at me and from one side of the channel to the other. It was becoming clear to me that these good parents were not going to bring their precious babies any further up the channel so long as I was standing there so close to the shoreline.

When it seemed as if they’d almost stopped, I decided it was time for me to move along and give them “the path”.

Now some might say it was silly of me to back out of “the picture”. Yet while I have as great a passion for taking images of the wildlife that I find as anyone you’ll ever meet, it is never my intention to interrupt or to disturb the wild things that I see. No photo is worth that. Not to me.

So I bid them all, “Goodnight!’ And “See you soon!”

Until next time, I’ll be dreaming of the chance to see these tiny goslings again…  😉

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Empty nest, not so fast!

Every spring at least one pair of robins builds a nest under the deck. High up in the rafters they are safe from predators and cool when it’s hot.

I love watching the process from shiny blue eggs to peeping youngsters to fledglings.

Blog-RedRiverWalk6-13-13-21But to be honest, the older the baby robins get the edgier I feel about scaring them as I go up and down the stairs. I’d feel terrible if I ever stepped on one by accident, and I breathe a huge sigh of relief when the day comes for them to fly away.

And yesterday was that day!

I was heading up the stairs with a bag of groceries and out they flew! One landed on the railing, the others scattered to a nearby maple tree with Mama bringing up the rear.

Hurray! Our baby birds were off and on their way at last!

SallyGarden196I went about my garden chores, finally getting some weeding time in without fear anymore of disturbing the robin family.

I was thinking how lonely it was not hearing the babies under the deck when I noticed Mama Robin down on the fence below. Her mouth was stuffed full of grubs and worms as she cocked her head this way and that, chirping a mile a minute.

She was clearly upset. With me.

SallyGarden191-BlogNow if you’ve ever had the feathery eyeball directed at you from a perturbed Mama Robin, you know exactly what I mean!

SallyGarden192-BlogMama flew over to an adjacent fence, her usual spot for routine feedings.

She was looking straight up at her nest.

SallyGarden193-BlogI decided to take a look at the nest for myself. Peering down between the deck boards I spotted her right away. Hunkered deep in the nest, a pair of bright baby robin eyes were looking right back at me!

Turning back to Mama Robin I said, “So there’s one left after all, huh Mama? One not so eager to leave home just yet?”

SallyGarden194-BlogAnd then off Mama flew!

SallyGarden195-BlogSeconds later, I heard the soft peeping sound of the little baby bird below getting her lunch.

It was kinda’ nice having the company again…

Thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

Sally

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