Goose eggs = 0; Goslings = 5!

05-08-17

That’s the facts folks …

I’ve been walking through Council Point Park the past week or so, looking left and right for nests where the Canada Geese might be sitting on their eggs. About a month ago, I searched the past year’s blog posts to refresh my memory when those goslings may be visible and Mother’s Day seemed to be the target date for their debut.

Well, it looks like I get a big goose egg for my estimations, since we are beyond mere goose eggs …the young ‘uns have done hatched, and left the nest for goodness sake! This morning I glimpsed one set of proud parents, with five fuzzy goslings in tow, near the banks of the Ecorse Creek.  I barely saw them since they were nestled near the dried up reeds, which provided an excellent camouflage for moving their youngsters around.  That is, except I heard some honking that quickly grabbed my attention and I was lucky enough to see the whole family.

I got the camera ready, but they remained close to the banks of the Creek, and, due to the recent rain, it was a little muddy in that area, and I sure didn’t want to lose my footing and land in the cold and murky water.

But, I was persistent and kept the camera handy, and my patience intact, while silently sliding behind a tree, still hoping to get a good shot for today’s blog post.

However that idea was quickly quashed once a couple of squirrels came bounding over for peanuts. I whispered “shhhh” but those words would not quell their enthusiasm.  After a few cute poses, sitting on haunches and wistful looks, they were ready to scale up my ankles in their quest for a treat, so I was forced to dig into my pocket, fumble with the Ziploc zipper and grab some peanuts to toss out to them.  I quickly resumed my stance, but those squirrels had blown my cover once the plastic bag had rustled and startled the parents.  One goose looked right at me as you see in this picture.  Unfortunately, the goslings were lined up along the reeds at the Creek bank, clearly out of sight.

I’m sure there will be plenty more opportunities to see those goslings and get some cute photos of them.

Meanwhile, there are (or soon will be) babies again at my neighbor Marge’s house, and, if she doesn’t already know this fact, she will after she reads this post.

After my walk, as I was opening the door to go inside, a wren’s sweet warble pierced the quiet morning. I listened appreciably, as their birdsong is one of my favorites since it is so melodic and strong for such a tiny bird.  I saw a pair of wrens perched near Marge’s decorative birdhouse.  Those wrens were so tiny and delicate, and, if I’d have blinked, I might have missed the one that disappeared right into the hole near the roof.  Soon thereafter, another wren followed suit, but this one had some dried grass hanging from its long beak.  Home sweet home!

It sure may not feel like Spring to us, but to Mother Nature’s critters, it is a season for starting a family and raising a brood, whether that locale is a rustic nest by a murky creek, or a tall, white wooden birdhouse with a half-dozen entry holes, a mere six feet from a homeowner’s door wall

All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

The Lord God made them all.

[excerpted from Mrs. Cecil Alexander’s “Hymns for Little Children”]

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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4 Responses to Goose eggs = 0; Goslings = 5!

  1. Marge says:

    I had heard some bird singing out there but couldn’t find where they were. Wow two nests in one spring. I love it. Thanks Linda.

  2. lindasschaub says:

    I knew it would make your day Marge – you just told me the other day how much you miss the doves. Well, that’s where they are – and those wrens wiggle through that little hole in the birdhouse with ease. They will tide you over ’til the hummers arrive unless this cold weather is here for a long time.

  3. Ann Marie stevens says:

    Miss Linda……………….i like the pic of Papa and Mama geese at the creek and enjoy hearing about little eggs hatching into baby birds……………………..hopeful signs of Spring!

    • lindasschaub says:

      Yes, it is hopeful signs of Spring, but we enjoyed warmer temps back in February Ann Marie. It is so chilly in the a.m. for walking. I hope to see the babies again … have you seen any at your pond yet or are you still staying clear of that area due to the cantankerous geese?

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