A hazy Wolf Moon on a foggy January night.
Oh bright January moon, light my way so I may avoid stumbling on the rocks that line my path.
Why do wolves howl at the moon? Are they attempting to draw it down? Drawing the moon down is a quiet time where the powers of the moon are sought. Do wolves know about this magical ritual? They must. Why than would they howl at that celestial body so high above them? Last night, on the night of the Wolf Moon, I howled at the moon (yes, I felt foolish). For the first few minutes, I howled on my own, my pathetic call echoing down the river. Finally, I was accompianed by a symphony of barks, as every dog on the street joined me!
I need to work on my technique!
Three bonny swans paid a visit to my corner of the river. Two adults, and one juvenile, gracefully swam into the flock of Mallards. The swans were majestic, and the Mallards were their usual loud, quacking selves. The river resembled a playground full of poorly behaved kids and three, well-bred children. One of the ducks even snatched a piece of bread right out of a swan’s beak! Perhaps I need to call in Supernanny!
A cold welcome went out to some Common Mergansers as they passed by. Strong diving birds with long, serrated bills, mergansers can chase fish for a full two minutes. And that’s without any diving gear! Young mergansers dive as soon as two days after hatching and, within eight days, are PADI certified.
Today, January 16, is the birthday of Dian Fossey (executed December 26, 1985). Her death is still a mystery as to who and why, but her legacy lives on. May your spirit soar, Dian.
In closing, I’ll leave you with a video of my ducks in a recent snowstorm. I must have been crazy. Instead of staying inside my warm home with a cup of hot cocoa and a good book, I was outside filming the ducks eating freshly baked bread (which quickly froze into little hard rocks!). Ahh well, life is good.
Blessed be :}
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