Good Night Mama
May 29, 2015. I made one last trip to the waterfront to see how the new family was doing. Mama was resting on the nest with babies tucked inside. If you look closely at the bottom right side of the pen's body, you will see a little grey head peeking out through her feathers.
May 29, 2015. Day 42. The cob looks proudly at his little family.
Like This Mama?
May 29, 2015. Day 42. The little cygnet gets some shut eye.
And Then There Were Three
May 29, 2015. Day 42. Yes, there's a third ball of fluff in the nest now.
And Then There Were Two
May 29, 2015. Day 42. I'd caught a glimpse of the second ball of fluff earlier, but this was the first time I'd seen the two cygnets emerge from the nest.
Hello World #1
May 29, 2015. Day 42. Am I ever glad to see you little one!
Hello World #2
May 29, 2015. Day 42. The cygnet and pen check each other out.
May 29, 2015. Day 42. I knew when I visited the nest this morning that this was the day we had all been waiting for! The pen was agitated and her posture was much different. She appeared to be listening to the nest and her body was spread out much further than normal. I had to leave but vowed to return later in the morning.
Day 41, 2015. “Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden
May 27, 2015. Day 40. The cob gives the nest back to the pen after she returns from feeding.
May 27, 2015. Day 40. I've come to expect a nod of acknowledgement each morning from the cob. On the odd day that's he's not in the vicinity I feel like something is missing.
May 27, 2015. Day 40. The pen spends a lot of her time fortifying the nest with the sticks and twgs the cob leaves nearby.
Not Yet #3
May 26, 2015. Day 39.
May 25, 2015. It's not often I get these two in the same frame as they battle over territory.
May 25, 2015. Day 38.
Gaggle on the Move
Collingwood has several urban drainagae ponds. My favourite is the one on Collins St. I spotted this family of Canada geese there this morning.
One of the quintessential sounds of Spring, this red-winged blackbird sings his heart out.
May 24, 2015. In the wild danger lurks in every crevice. The gander prepares to do battle with a lurking mink.
May 24, 2015. Day 37 and the wait continues.
Through the Looking Glass #8
“I'm not strange, weird, off, nor crazy, my reality is just different from yours.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
On Patrol #4
May 22, 2015. The cob patrolling the waters around the nest. When he started this 35 days ago there was still ice in the water.
May 22, 2015. Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known. ~Carl Sagan
This is now Day 35 of concentrated nesting. It should only be a few days now.
Good Morning Mama
May 21, 2015. The wait continues.
Get Some Rest Mama
May 20, 2015. It was bitterly cold on the waterfront early this morning. The nest has been built up and the water has receded a bit. There was no sign of the cob and the pen didn't even acknowledge my presence. I'm sure they're both exhausted. I hope the eggs are still viable!
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