It was one of those days when nothing seemed to go quite right. Beginning with freezing rain, and then my schedule being delayed due to circumstances beyond my control. By two o’clock, I was starting to get rather pissy. I had been gypped out of being able go to the barn to ride Remy.
So I needed a mental health break, even for a brief period. As it was raining and misty out, I thought that photographing the Tundra Swans may prove to be rather interesting. I also wanted another try to find the Trumpeter Swan that is residing with the Tundra flock.
The Canvas Back ducks were closer this time, and being a newly educated smart duck photographer, I now carry whole kernel corn in the back of my car. Throwing corn out on the ice, the ducks quickly gathered, with the swans close behind.
In spite of it raining and being 35 degrees, there was still some ice on the river. I had great fun watching the Canvas Back ducks slip and slide on the ice. Seems they’re not as adept as the mallards are.
So standing in the rain..I looked for the needle in the haystack. Surely the Trumpeter is in the group somewhere. There were actually more Tundra Swans today than there were on Wednesday, so I had more swans to examine. Didn’t help that they kept moving and hiding their heads.
There is little difference for the untrained eye to be able to tell the difference. The main one being a distinctive “V” where the bill meets his forehead. All of sudden, I noticed a swan raising his head from a dive, droplets flying.
Could it be? Is it possible? Did I actually manage to pick him out from the crowd! By golly I did !!
I’m so glad that I went. Even if it was a short 20 minute visit, it was enough to clear my head, cool my jets and be joyful with the beauty I was able to experience.