I have finally gotten my ducks in a row with all the photos I took in early December. This is the last batch of belated photos and stories. If you like ducks, well today’s post will be right up your alley then.
I was originally going to call this post “Slip-Slidin’ Away” or “Bridge Over Icy Water” and then I thought two Paul Simon song references in one week might be over the top, though I do like him.
This trek was on Sunday, December 9th – it was another bitter cold morning, just 15 degrees. I was at Heritage Park bright and early. I could see a thick layer of frost had coated the grass and railings on the wooden walkway over the lake. I headed straight to the village area, because I had hoped to take pictures of the historical village and covered bridge aglow in their Christmas lights, but it was sunny, so you could not really see them.
I decided to check out Coan Lake to see what waterfowl were hanging around this over-sized, man-made pond. It was strictly ducks this morning and what a treat it was to see them all huddled together trying to keep warm.
Now that I think of it, I’ll just bet they were all snugged up tight so their feet would not give out from beneath them!
Do they really think ice is rather nice?
When I was at Lake Erie Metropark recently I watched and took pictures of the geese walking precariously on the glazed-over, low spots of a grazing area. They took baby steps to avoid wiping out on the slick surface
So it was with the mallards at Coan Lake as well. With those wide-webbed orange feet, they plant themselves on the ice and kind of shuffle along slowly. Here have a look:
You may recall from my prior posts about this scenic Park, that Coan Lake is a large pond located in the center of Heritage Park’s historical village. This man-made lake celebrated its 30th anniversary this year and is home to many ducks, geese, cormorants and seagulls too. There is plenty of room to accommodate all these beautiful birds, because it covers three acres of the Park and has depths varying from 9 to 18 feet. In the Summer, people love to settle in with their fishing pole in hand to catch the fish, but it is strictly for fun, since it is catch-and-release only. In the Winter, due to varying depths of Coan Lake, some portions freeze solid, while the deeper areas remain unfrozen.
This means you will see ducks in the foreground on the ice, while others are swimming in the background.
Or do they prefer the ice-cold water?
On this morning, some of these dabbling ducks chose to paddle around, dip and dive, while others huddled together in the water, teeth, er … beak chattering.
Still others either preened or napped (or pretended to nap).
This female mallard stood at the edge of the seawall pondering whether to jump in the water or not.
Now, I could write about how cold that Sunday morning really was, and, if you’ve ever lived in a cold-weather state or country, you are probably nodding your head right now – yup, I know what you mean, but I think pictures speak louder than words.
Just looking at these pictures of the wooden posts on the overlook give you an idea.
Even the old-fashioned lamp post’s glass panes were frosted up.
While enjoying my stroll through the historical village area, and admiring the Christmas décor …
… you’ll recall that this is when I met Shelley and Beauregard, her Bouvier.
We struck up a conversation and lingered on the pathway, while “Bo” pulled on his leash for her to get going. Yes, we are ruled by our pet’s demands, be they furry or feathered, even domestic or wild … yes, I know you are nodding your head in agreement again. So Shelley and I walked the outskirts of Heritage Park to finish our conversation.
It was an enjoyable morning and I was happy to go warm up in the car and then I headed down to the River to freeze my bum off just a little bit more.