Panama Flats Pond:
I moved a while ago and it was a difficult move for me. It was not far from the other location but was more inland from the ocean. This week is "p" week at ABC so will toss a few of those here and there. I will post about Panama Flats.
I used to live right near the ocean for most of my entire life and photo opportunities were abundant there. It was wild and free there and I would be out on some beach early in the morning and then again at sunset. It was a shock to move here, no ocean to run to and tell my secrets to. I had spent my whole life near the ocean.
After quite a long time here at this new location I finally found a nearby pond and wetland area. We are near a lot of large parks but I was unfamiliar with them and most had people in them. The new pond area has a highland, a lowland and a wetland and is very nice for me. I call it the Hippy Pond. (could be called Hippie Pond also) because my husband got a new hip during this time).
So I devised a plan to survive the husband's hip operation by making a routine whereby I had to go each day to the pond and wetland and sprinkle a bit of seed for the birds at the bench where hubby would be doing his rehab walks later on and also I found these very lovely wild ducks on this little pond. You know how much I love ducks.
All kinds of ducks were there. They were unsure of people. Some were farther off in what I call the wetlands, these ducks are the really wild ones. There was no way to be friends with them....But there were this few that looked like they had potential.
Then there are those ducks that look at you somewhat hopefully but still are unsure. They hesitate. At first there were just a few ducks, around ten or so. They found out I was harmless.
Well to come to the end of this story, I found out a lot of things about ducks during my daily visits with them over the last while. They were quite smart, even if you play little jokes on them ...like going to a different part of the pond and hiding and they have to find you.
They would see me heading down the wooded hill, far away and the noisy one starts his announcement, "quack, quack, she is coming". The spotter gull looks down on me but disregards me as I do not feed gull food. The ducks now fly toward me, calling out in unison and questioning where I will end up in my daily tease and games I played with them. Two ducks are on duty to fly out and over me two times hastily and then circle back to the pond with a lot of happy excitement for the other ducks to hear.
At first the ducks were quite shy and this was very appealing. This only lasted a few weeks. Ducks take about two weeks to be trained to facial, coat, and the white bag in recognition of a person. The females are tame first and come immediately close. They would be lined up and ready at whatever spot they think it will be. Difficulty is leaving, they would all be lined up and following me home.
The divers would stay out a little bit farther for their treat, they are Ring necks. The Coots are the smartest of all, as they can predict where I will go but they would stay out a bit. I have had some Wood Ducks come in to look at me and an American Wigeon waddle right up and a Hooded Merganser had been checking out it all. And I had Blondie, possible hybrid. Blondie was my favorite duck...I called her Marilyn Monroe, she was so beautiful. She was quite tame to me. On the last day I saw her she waited on the path I always came to her on with a handsome male Mallard. Then they flew off across the pond together and that is the last time I saw Marilyn Monroe. I am hopeful that I will see some blond baby ducks later on.
Each day there is something new at the pond. Eagles sit on a snag overlooking the wetlands. Many wild birds would come to the bench to sit and visit with my husband as he went through his rehab walks. There usually is a Hawk nearby on a tree and many Robins and Flickers. The marshland always has a variety of wild ducks. I saw a Shrike the other day.
The ducks have now moved on with their lives, some flew away, some will have their babies on the other side of the wetland. I can still walk there but in different clothing they do not recognize me. We have parted. But I look forward to seeing their babies.
But I always will remember how they helped me through such a difficult time this winter and gave me such joy and laughter and hope as I played with them. I think it was a mutual thing.
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