Steppin’ Out with My Baby

Not sure why… but I always seem to hear Irving Berlin’s “Steppin’ Out with my Baby” whenever I see the Snowies in the marsh!

“Steppin’ out with my baby. Can’t go wrong ’cause I’m in right.”

“It’s for sure, not for maybe. That I’m all dressed up tonight!” (Irving Berlin, 1948, Easter Parade)

😉

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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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Peek-a-boo Oriole

Every spring it’s the same.

I hear the orioles. But I find myself chasing them with my camera to get a really good look at their glorious colors!

This spring it has been the same.

The other day I was stuck in traffic when I heard that unmistakable sound of the orioles.

I quickly turned to my left and there he was, peeking thru’ the fence at me!

I guess that just goes to show you…

Next time you find yourself moaning about road work and traffic jams, look around you!

‘Cuz you never know who might be looking your way.  😉

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New Arrivals

More new Spring Arrivals came in for a landing yesterday, to our foggy Red River marsh.

It never ceases to amaze me how magical the light and colors can be, even on such a dreary day as it was…

Blog coming soon!

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