Canada Goose adopted and raised by Sandhill Cranes #34
"Here I am waiting to see if there is a juicy bug or worm for me! Our parents still offer foods to us but for the most part we forage ourselves.
My sister and I have grown to be big birds now and are independent in many ways, yet part of our tight knit family for another seven months or so. Our parents have taught us so many skills by now but one of the biggest teachings is coming up soon. That is what I have heard being called some kind of migration. All the birds are talking about migration! There are many dangers during that long travel to the wintering grounds, and I have also heard that we will meet our aunts, uncles and all kinds of relatives on the way there. I just don't understand how mom and dad know where we are supposed to go. What if we go wrong direction? What if we end up somewhere where other birds are not nice? What if there is an accident and I get left behind? What if the food there is yucky???
All I know is that I want to come back here with my family next spring!"
- The Gosling ❤️-
October 1st, 2025, was the last time I personally saw this beautiful family. They have disappeared for days before so there is still a chance they come and see us before starting to migrate. This past weekend I spent a lot of time looking for them. Nothing. Not a sign. Other cranes and geese, yes. But not the ones I wanted to see. I will keep on looking for them for another week or two yet.
Six weeks ago, in August, I was waiting for them at sunrise to land in a place they frequented. Using my binoculars I saw them passing by, all four, flying high, high in the sky. Perfect formation. Perfect speed for the "little ones" to keep up and use the updraft created by the parents ahead and to maintain that visual contact with them. Migration is what they have been practicing for. Looked like they had mastered it.
Whether I see them again or not...BE SAFE, I will miss you and Praying to see you all again in March 💕
Canada Goose adopted and raised by Sandhill Cranes #34
"Here I am waiting to see if there is a juicy bug or worm for me! Our parents still offer foods to us but for the most part we forage ourselves.
My sister and I have grown to be big birds now and are independent in many ways, yet part of our tight knit family for another seven months or so. Our parents have taught us so many skills by now but one of the biggest teachings is coming up soon. That is what I have heard being called some kind of migration. All the birds are talking about migration! There are many dangers during that long travel to the wintering grounds, and I have also heard that we will meet our aunts, uncles and all kinds of relatives on the way there. I just don't understand how mom and dad know where we are supposed to go. What if we go wrong direction? What if we end up somewhere where other birds are not nice? What if there is an accident and I get left behind? What if the food there is yucky???
All I know is that I want to come back here with my family next spring!"
- The Gosling ❤️-
October 1st, 2025, was the last time I personally saw this beautiful family. They have disappeared for days before so there is still a chance they come and see us before starting to migrate. This past weekend I spent a lot of time looking for them. Nothing. Not a sign. Other cranes and geese, yes. But not the ones I wanted to see. I will keep on looking for them for another week or two yet.
Six weeks ago, in August, I was waiting for them at sunrise to land in a place they frequented. Using my binoculars I saw them passing by, all four, flying high, high in the sky. Perfect formation. Perfect speed for the "little ones" to keep up and use the updraft created by the parents ahead and to maintain that visual contact with them. Migration is what they have been practicing for. Looked like they had mastered it.
Whether I see them again or not...BE SAFE, I will miss you and Praying to see you all again in March 💕