It’s that problem you have when the day before the ground was solid mud but today it’s all snow covered and frozen.
When you are accustomed to being a glorious white but the mud has lingered and you are are hardly fit to be seen.
When all the puddles and ponds have frozen and all you have left is a water bowl.
And it’s just too small for a decent bath.
(The goose just makes the picture more interesting.)
I am photo blogging through the alphabet this month with…
I am photo blogging through the alphabet this month with…
He marches through the orchard at a slow and stately pace. 
Head held high, he rocks sternly from side to side as he passes by. Often covered in mud but too proud to acknowledge that he may be anything less than feathered perfection, he carries on. Occasionally he trips over something that didn’t bow to his greatness and move out of his way. Sometimes that thing is a stick, or a log, sometimes it’s a duck. No matter, he marches on, ignoring anything rude enough to get in his path and expressing his disdain for them by refusing to acknowledge anything that creates a bump in his road and simply walks through it. 
Occasionally he falls down, but his head never bows, and I wouldn’t dare laugh for I suspect he thinks he’s the king of the orchard.
But, I have news for him, I’m the queen. And while he’s been an exemplary gander, he would do well to remind all his subjects that when I say “Off with their head!” nobody gets a trial.
Our pair of geese are just about a year old and we are hoping to hatch babies this spring. They have such different personality and attitudes than the chickens or ducks and I am so glad I was finally convinced to add them to our place. Don’t worry, I truly have no intention of getting rid of my gander. However my orders were carried out this past weekend on a few extra male ducks… It’s advisable to be on your best behavior when you are living under the reign of The Queen of Hearts.
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Ducklings, goslings and children all move.
A lot.
But, if you build a 20 duckling, 2 gosling, 3 kid cage, you can photograph them all at the same time!
Remarkably even when you stick these 25 creatures in one small cage, you still get a very good sense of all their individual personalities.
Ivy, is seriously working on socializing the ducklings, she is busy, and can not smile for the camera.
Clara is willing to grin for the camera but will not stop doing what she had been doing, in this case plucking bits of greenery from the floor of the cage to hand feed to the birds.
Jane, of course, abandons all pretense that she was ever doing anything else to make silly faces at the camera.
Meanwhile, the ducklings, observed only by Ivy, are in a slight panic. But only a slight panic, because there is also water in their midst and, as all ducklings know, all water needs to be thrown on the ground immediately.
The goslings are boldly investigating. We are new to geese, but so far bold investigation seems to be their thing!
And, at the rate all 25 of them are growing, this is likely to be the only picture I ever get of them all together.
