Then one day Mama duck crawled under the bush of the Mohr's house across the street from us. A nest in the bush was soon made by Mama. Rumors began to run rampant. While some accounts had her laying as many as 16 eggs, others were convinced there were only 10-12. As for Papa Mallard, once the eggs were deposited in the nest and Mama began incubating them, well... sightings of Papa were scarce. While most everyone preferred to believe he was down preparing the water for his babies, others were convinced he had taken up with ... well... another... duck. Anywho... Mama was left to fend for herself.
The countdown was on! Mama faithfully laid on her eggs. On occasion she'd be seen leaving in the direction of the pond, but only for 45 minutes or so and she'd return. Oh the suspense as the neighbors counted down the days till the babies would hatch out of their eggs.
Concern grew one day as a single egg was discovered outside the nest. But the other eggs seemed secure and fingers were crossed for the survival of the rest of the baby ducks.
Finally the big day arrived. On May the 18th,in the late afternoon, out from under the bush Mama appeared. Within minutes, with some beckoning quacks from Mama, 5 little ducklings emerged!!
With glee, the neighbors took turns staring out the front window attempting to catch a glimpse of the new babies. But Mama quickly corralled them back under the bush where we could see that there were 5 or 6 more eggs left to hatch. We watched and continued to worry about when she would attempt to move them to water. Our streets are so busy we wanted to help her on the journey if we could.
But nature had other plans for Mama and her brood.
Yesterday was the last time Mama and her babies were seen in their nest under the bush. Under the cover of darkness last night, Mama led her babies off to destinations unknown. Some think she went to the pond by the park. Others think she may have went down to the coulee.
We may never know. We'll simply be left with a few scattered eggs, a nest, and a tale of two ducks.
What a wonderful story! I love the way you told it too, Vicky! You had me hanging on until the end! The ducklings are so adorable, I hope they are safe and will continue to thrive. :0)ReplyDelete
How fortunate that you were able to get some photos of them ...ReplyDelete
Loved that tale! How fun that you got to watch the drama unfold.ReplyDelete
You are so creative, Vicky! I have thoroughly enjoyed this journey with you! It was simply ducky (sorry...couldn't resist ... LOL) ...You are so great!! I do so love you and your blog! ~Janine XOReplyDelete
Oh, that was not the ending I was expecting! How sweet...ReplyDelete
How wonderful to have that happen right on your doorstep!! What little darlings.ReplyDelete
Awwww those are adorable! My kids would have loved that!ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness they are so CUTE! Has anyone gone down to the pond? I'm dying to know what happened to them but she was so smart to move them in the night. Glad we got to follow along with the journey and YOU GOT PICS!!!!!ReplyDelete
Wow,what a great story and great photos. The little ducklings are soooo cute. I hope you see them again soon.ReplyDelete
They are so cute. :)ReplyDelete
I hope nothing happened and they are ok
At night anything can happen.Such a treat!
This is such an 'ahhhh' story, Vicky. I love the photos of the babies...(and the parents, too..)and I do hope that the sweet little family is together somewhere safe and sound.ReplyDelete
What a great story...and the photos are fabulous.
You told this tale so well! I think I'll share it with Jillian today. The pictures are great :)ReplyDelete
Hope these feathery folk are doing well!
So very ducky. Have you checked to see if any of the babies are stuck in that drain gutter down spout?ReplyDelete
These photos are priceless as is the story...sigh.ReplyDelete
I didn't like the fact that the father duck left the mother duck to fend for herself! Not done! I hope all the babies are doing good!ReplyDelete