Showing posts with label eggs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eggs. Show all posts

March 27, 2016

Easterscapes, in Three Takes


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Suburban Chicago, Spring 1965 or 1966. My Best Friend's Mom, Louise, decorated the house for every holiday.

A Last-Minute Project


Suburban Chicago, March 1970. Happy Easter everyone. (Here's a color image from the same day.)

March 14, 2016

Many-Species Reunion


Verona, Wisconsin, May 3, 2015. Here's another image from one of last year's goose chases.

The ducks didn't mind the commotion.

March 10, 2016

Waiting


Verona, Wisconsin, March 2015. Last year, the crane pair started nesting in our backyard on March 19. We're waiting to see if they return. I still wonder if something bad didn't happen to the family last year.

June 29, 2015

Duck!


Verona, Wisconsin, May 2, 2015. Let's film them while they're getting along.

June 2, 2015

Rye Bread


Suburban Chicago, April 1974. My Dad's twin sister, JonÄ—, enjoys breakfast while we share a joke.

She's eating a soft-boiled egg. We serve soft-boiled eggs in egg cups. It used to be difficult to find egg cups, but now, they are common.

May 15, 2015

Melancholy


Verona, Wisconsin, May 14, 2015. I didn't walk down to the pond when the cranes were nesting.

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An eggshell from the sweet hatching still rests in the reeds.

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What did I learn in the last two months? (1) Birds do "feather their nests;" (2) birds keep chicks "under their wings;" and (3) when the chicks leave, one does get an "empty nest" feeling.

May 5, 2015

Hatched

I wondered yesterday whether the Sandhill Crane chicks weren't about to arrive. The eggs hatched today, and two auburn chicks appeared.

Mama Crane spent most of the morning standing next to, not on, the nest. By early afternoon, she began to clear egg shells.


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Verona, Wisconsin, May 5, 2015. For a time, she sat on the nest. Papa Crane then roused her.

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Verona, Wisconsin, May 5, 2015. When Mama Crane stood up, we could see one chick at her feet.

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Verona, Wisconsin, May 5, 2015. Later, we saw the two chicks.

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Verona, Wisconsin, March 2015. When a Crane Chick asks, "Mama, where did I come from?" Mama Crane can think back to this day.

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ADDED: Here's one:

May 4, 2015

Goose Chase


Verona, Wisconsin, May 3, 2015. We've been watching the crane couple for more than a month, and I wonder if hatching time approaches. The gestation time for Sandhill Crane eggs is 29 to 32 days; we saw the first mating dance on March 25. Papa Crane has grown more territorial with the problem goose. That makes me think the arrival time for the chicks is near.

April 27, 2015

We talk about the goose ...

... in Lithuanian:


Verona, Wisconsin, April 25, 2015. I say, "That goose is a problem." I hear my American accent when I listen to myself speak in Lithuanian.

April 22, 2015

Dramatic Reunion


Verona, Wisconsin, April 22, 2015. A long-haired cat lurked around the pond this afternoon. Mama Crane grew rattled. And we had snow flurries.

(You can see the eggs during a few scenes here.)

April 20, 2015

April 19, 2015

Turning the Eggs, in Three* Takes


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Verona, Wisconsin, April 2105. Mama Crane does this several times a day.

Then she sits down:


*Plus one.

April 18, 2015

They get along.


Verona, Wisconsin, April 2015. Mama Crane sits on the nest as the duck plunges for frogs.