There’s nothing stopping us walkers now!
I breathed a sigh of relief and was grateful when it was announced on local social media that Council Point Park would re-open on June 2nd. The re-opening might have been in conjunction with the Governor’s June 1st declaration that after 70 days of lockdown, the Stay-Home/Stay-Safe Order was set aside. However, since Day #1 of the Order, (March 24th at 12:01 a.m.), Michiganders were always encouraged to get outside and enjoy the fresh air and bike, hike or walk – it was the Mayor who ordered all 22 City parks closed effective May 1st due to a high incidence of deaths/cases in our City.
So yes, we are officially out of lockdown, except for gyms, hair/nail salons, tattoo parlors and casinos. How does it feel? Well, you know I am smilin’!
It was just not the same walking in the ‘hood, though I’ve collected a bounty of photos to share in a few days. The ‘hood was good for smiles and “good mornings” to fellow Lincoln Parkers out walking their dogs, or grabbing the newspaper from the driveway, setting up the sprinkler, or sipping coffee on the porch while in their robes and fuzzy slippers.
Yes, I visited with Parker and his pals who raced over one by one and were rewarded with peanuts. I didn’t see too many Cardinals and Bluejays while traveling the old familiar path and hopefully I’ve not lost my rapport with them. Isn’t the expression “absence makes the heart grow fonder?” So, show me the love birdies.
I saw a pretty Goldfinch foraging for food since the thistles are not yet ready and many Sparrows had lined up on the garbage cans looking for handouts just like before. Harry the Heron was MIA, but the geese and their goslings were plentiful (along with poop a’plenty since the families have had the place to themselves, so, if they felt like travelin’ along the perimeter path, there were no humans to get in their way). I did a lot of side-steppin’ while grumbling about it. I was not the only one grumbling, as I walked past one group of grazing geese and I am sure I detected a look of disdain on the face of one gander, as if to say “well, oh goody … look who’s back, the pain-in-the-neck woman with the camera!”
The fun part of the morning was seeing this mess o’ goslings when I got close to the cement landing, two families, but wait … there had to be more than two families here – just look at them from afar! One set of adult geese (most likely the parents of the offspring) was watchful of each brood.
I tried counting those feathery babies, but gave up trying, as they were all flopped down on the ground and nestled against one another. So, do YOU want to hazard a guess how many goslings there were altogether? I was never good at guessing the amount of jellybeans in a candy jar, or dried beans in a mason jar, at the county fair – perhaps you were?
I decided counting goslings might be better when I had the photos on the screen, so I could just hone in on each family and eyeball them that way. Interestingly, all the goslings appeared to be the same age, unlike the range of ages you saw in my recent post about the geese families at BASF Waterfront Park. Checking the goslings out on the screen was a definite improvement over watching the two ganders out of the corner of my eye to ensure they did not take issue with my presence, not to mention the generally disgruntled attitudes of most ganders to begin with.
This is Brood #1.
This brood was the bigger contingent of fuzzy goslings.
This is Brood #2.
This group was not as large, but the norm is about five or six goslings. (Might these have been offspring of some of those peanut-eating geese who scammed the squirrels’ peanuts back at the tail end of 2019 and produced progeny of this magnitude?)
Just as I was comparing brood size, note in this photo below how Mama Goose opened her beak and gave a honk.
That honk signaled EVERYONE should march down to the edge of the cement landing and gently float into the water. Nope, I do not understand, nor speak, “geese-ese” but that is just what happened next as Brood #1 plopped into the Creek, quickly followed by Brood #2.
Brood #1 sped away and one gosling was trailing behind and missed getting in the photo – there were nine goslings.
Brood #2 exited stage left and there were eight goslings in all.
And just like that, they were gone.
Did you guess correctly as to how many goslings? You almost needed all your fingers, or an abacus, because there were seventeen goslings in all.
Gee, it was great to be back.