It is spring now and that means sports for me. My son has soccer 5 days a week and my daughter usually has 2-3 softball games a week. Yes, it keeps me busy. Usually, when my son is practicing soccer, I’m trying to run. It has been a bit tough with the winter-like weather we’ve had. I have bad asthma and so cold weather isn’t my friend (and neither is the pollen count this week). I still manage to get out and walk though.
I noticed 4 weeks ago that there was a mama goose who had nested at a pond at the soccer fields. As I approached the pond one day, the male honked and honked. I couldn’t figure out why he was in such an uproar. Finally, I spotted the female with her head down trying to hide. It was quite remarkable.
Over the next 4 weeks, I kept watch. I would go and see how she and the eggs were progressing. I never saw her partner again but she would be there. Head down. Hiding. And even just this past Saturday, I stopped by. As I photographed blue birds, northern flicker, hawk, and other birds I noticed she was still on her eggs. And then it happened. This past Tuesday I arrived and there was the family. Did I bring my camera? No. Of course not. I stood there and watched them and debated going home for it. I don’t live too far and knew it wouldn’t take me too long. I also figured I could return the next night with it. I finally decided to go and ran back to my car.
I returned and did my best to photograph the little cuties. There were 8 in total. I noticed one egg hadn’t hatched and so I figured they had to just be hours old. The cuteness was almost overwhelming. I kept texting a friend with that exclamation. I finally looked at my camera and my heart dropped when I noticed I hadn’t changed my aperture. Ugh! I reviewed some shots and yes, they were out of focus as the depth of field was too narrow for the distance. I fixed that and managed to get a few decent shots. I really wanted ones of them swimming.
Last night, we went early so I could show my son the goslings. They weren’t there. I figured they would be there for the next couple of weeks. I hadn’t anticipated them going elsewhere until the babies could fly. I was bummed (and incredibly happy I had returned for my camera the night before). As we drove back to his soccer field, I looked at a pond closer to the main road. And there they were. How did they get there? It is a mile from pond to pond. The new pond has a fence all the way around it. I was perplexed. And a bit sad because I really looked forward to watching them grow.
Here are a few shots to enjoy! Click to enlarge.