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Flight School needs to start soon if these cygnets are going to accompany their parents south before freeze-up. This young Trumpeter swan pair hatched their cygnets the end of June , much later than previous Trumpeter parents . . . Frosty Eagle’s watching.
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
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A short morning snow squall followed by brilliant sunshine made for an interesting wilderness wander today . . . . Gotta’ love the Last Frontier! 😊
“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael
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There’s an annual two-week gold rush in Alaska that provides unlimited ‘gold’, and everyone can stake a claim . . . Fall 😊😊😊
On Fish Lake, in the shadow of Castle Mountain, last June a Trumpeter Swan pair hatched three downy white signets. They’ve since grown into feathered gray versions, a third the size of their large, stately parents . . . the serene beauty of Nature.
Sadly, one of the signets has now gone missing. At 4 AM the other morning a neighbor heard the Trumpeters making a ruckus. The suspected assassin is another one of Mother Nature’s local feral menagerie, a great horned owl . . . the cruel barbarity of Nature.
Of the remaining two signets, one appears slightly larger. Hopefully both will survive for the flight south with their parents before freeze-up.
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Homo sapiens or Cygnus buccinator, no matter the species newborns are universally considered cute and adorable . . . even I was cute once back when dinosaurs roamed the earth 😊.
This afternoon I was blessed paddling my canoe around Fish Lake photographing Mr. & Mrs. Trumpeter and their three new signets.
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come
Spent part of the afternoon canoeing Fish Lake visiting a family with a new set of triplets; watching a guy in tuxedo attire putting on a display trying to impress an equally well-dressed gal; and, back on shore, listening to a mother calling her kids from a high-rise . . . ???
In Jungle Book Mogli lingo that translates into three Trumpeter Swan signets hatching out; a male loon strutting his stuff for his girlfriend; and a mother spruce grouse perched in a tree calling her scattered clutch back together 😊
Here’s a few pics of what mine was to savor watching His feathered creatures loving living life in the Last Frontier.
I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Never knowing which of our Last Frontier feral neighbors may decide to wander through our backyard is always an unanticipated treat. Here’s a vid clip of a recent impromptu fur and fowl ‘Splash Party’ 😊
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Snows receding from the mountains . . .
Trumpeter swans nesting on the lake . . .
Spring relinquishing to Summer . . .
Seasons exchange in the Land of the Midnight Sun
“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven” – Ecclesiastes 3:1
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
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