There are just five babies now. Since two of them are visibly larger, I’m guessing the two that are gone were probably late hatchings and were easy to pick up by predators.
They were all hanging around the nest today, which made it easier to get closer photos, and I managed to actually get my phone to focus right today.
One of the adults was picking up twigs and other debris to add to the nest – I guess the squatting ducks pushed everything out of place.
But the two bigger babies are happily swimming around and causing trouble.
Although they were close to the edge of the canal, my phone didn’t focus properly, so I ended up with a lot of photos of blurred balls of fluff.
But the adults photograph well.
The babies were swimming around, but one kept hanging around the nest. I figure maybe to stop that duck from taking the nest over.
So instead the duck hung out on the bank. She’s very friendly and quite happy to hang out with us. And if you’re standing, she’ll go sit in the shade you’re creating.
You sit there, duck. You do that.
They were down by the Castle Lock today, and close to the other side of the bank, so I was able to get some nicer photos.
The babies are very good at being in formation, it must be said.
Meanwhile, back at the nest, there’s a female mallard duck that is trying to turn it into her nest.
The coots do keep coming back and reclaiming their property, though. I suppose with all the work they put into that nest, a duck squatting is just too much to handle.
Still all seven!
They’re now veering towards that awkward teenage stage rather than the cute fluffy baby stage. The yellow feathers on the head are starting to look straggly and their wings aren’t those adorable little nubs.
They also have a lot more independence, as proven by how they’re swimming around. They’re following their parents, yeah, but they’re also looking around and keeping their distance.
I’m so glad they’re all still around, and I hope I get to see them in their really ugly gawky teenage state, where their adult feathers are coming in, but they still don’t have the white bit on their heads.
I only saw five babies today, but I’m not discounting the other two, since they were swimming around and hard to see around the banks.
I was going to get a better shot of them, because they were by the office side of the canal and fairly close to the bank, but by the time I got to the office, they had moved down too far for me to easily get a shot.
I also saw goslings today, so I’m hoping for some nice photos of those cuties as well. I might hate Canadian Geese, but their babies are cute.
They were all sitting around the nest today, with one swimming around being chipper.
Most of them are hiding under Mama, but one of them is trying out different things around the nest, picking things up in their beak, really enjoying being a bird.
While I was walking on the other side of the canal, a big raven swooped in attempting to take one of the babies. It flew in, all giant black wings and doom from the sky, and then flew away when it realised that the babies were hiding under Mama and also under the vegetation of the canal bank.
It was still loitering around when I went inside. Here’s hoping it doesn’t take any of them.
They’re all still swimming down by the train station end – thankfully not too close to the Castle Lock, but still pretty far down from the nest.
The babies are really easily camouflaged against rubble, which is interesting.
One of the parents started swimming indignantly towards me again.
I know, I know, I’m just taking a picture, okay?
On the other hand, it looks like the Canadian Geese are nesting, so we’ll have goslings soon. Those are also adorable.
I can safely say all the babies are still around, because today the entire family was down closer to the train station, with the babies standing on a concrete bank while the parents swam nearby.
Being on the other side of the canal, I couldn’t get the best picture, but one of the adults still started squawking and flying towards me, like I was a threat.
I am a person on the other side of the canal. I cannot get near your babies. You have nothing to worry about.
I can’t tell if all the babies made it through the weekend, but I definitely know there’s a third one that’s swimming around a lot more now.
While one of the adults goes to the other side of the canal to nibble on the vegetation, the three of them swim around in the middle, always getting closer to the bank, and then swimming back to the nest before they get too far.
The three ducks that regularly hang out on the patio area were back. If they end up nesting, that will be amazing, because while coots are ugly-adorable, ducklings are just adorable.
There’s definitely at least one adventurous little one – constantly swimming around, following Dad, cheeping away while Mama sits on the nest and clicks at it.
The other little one in this photo is a bit adventurous as well, but still happy to hide under Mama from time to time.
Dad likes to scare off anyone who comes near the nest. He furiously paddles towards ducks, then starts flapping his wings, speeding up, shrieking at them. So they move on.
Because of this, the ducks tend to hang out on the brick walkway right by our office, but they don’t have ducklings, so I’m not bothered about them.
But today I saw a swan flying as well. That’s something I haven’t seen before.