I thought I heard cheeping from under Mama today, but with the rain, I’m not surprised she’s hunkered down and not letting anyone out. Here’s hoping it clears up and we get to see some babies later on.
In the meantime, the teenagers were loitering on the pavement. Get outta here, you dang kids.
C’mon, Mama, it’s been a week. A WEEK.
Where are my new babies?
No babies yet. I actually looked it up on British Garden Birds and they incubate for around three weeks, which means we probably won’t have babies until next week.
At least, I kinda hope so, since I have to be away from the office for a few days, and I’d hate it if they hatched while I was away.
Meanwhile, the gang of teenagers are still loitering around. They also seem to hanging by another coot nest a bit further down, which I think is from a previous hatching by our regulars.
The whole canal’s gonna be taken over by this one coot family. What are these poor ducklings going to do to survive?
No new babies yet, but Mama is definitely sitting on eggs right now. I counted four, but I’ve been told there might be five.
One of the teenagers is still hanging around, though – you can just make them out under the bushes on the right.
The other four seem to be on their way to full-grown adulthood, wandering around the canal enjoying life.
I didn’t get a picture of them today. Instead, I got a great shot of a Mama Duck and her duckling.
There wasn’t much happening for the past few days. Mama Coot’s sitting on her nest, the former babies are floating around still trying to get attention.
I think I saw a flash of red under Mama on the nest, which makes me think there are new babies, but I probably won’t know until some time next week, as they won’t be going out soon.
On the other hand: DUCKLINGS!
You adorable things.
Mama Coot is still sitting on the nest, brooding those new babies, but the teenagers are still loitering around.
C’mon kids, it’s time to go. GO.
All five babies are well on their way to adulthood, although adulthood apparently means also waiting around for that one woman to feed them. Hanging out with ducks, too, and we know what a bad sort they are.
But the Mama Coot is still sitting on her nest, so I’m hoping for new babies to pop up soon.
One of the babies is now off by itself, doing the things coots do.
The other four still hang around one of the parents, but I have a feeling that on Monday, I’ll come back, and they’ll be off enjoying their freedom.
Goodbye, babies. I’ll miss you.
It’s been storming quite a lot, with gale winds. Which means there’s a lot of leaves and branches in the canal.
Which is great for the babies, because it means nice branches to nibble leaves off of.
What I like seeing is that they’re growing up, but because there’s just the tiniest bit of difference in their ages, they have different rates of growth. Like these two:
But they’re definitely growing up. Soon they’ll leave, and I won’t get to take pictures of them any more.
But wait – what’s this?
Could new babies be on the way?
They’re started getting the white bits on their feet!
No, babies, no, you are growing up too fast!
You’re going to leave soon and break my heart.
But you started fighting ducks. That was hilarious.