Thursday Just stuff about my Moorhen

 Today’s picture:

 

My pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow a our pier.

BUT for today:

To Myra, thank goodness we do no have the no-see-ums here now, those dudes bite, these don’t, they are just aggravating.

And to those who asked about my Moorhen, Lake Dora was my first encounter. The Moorhen is sort of a water chicken. It can swim.  I only saw black ones.

Cleaning the grass under the pier

I have a problem; I have conversations with Florida lizards and stray cats. This was my first time having a waterfowl to talk to. Somehow that rascal got the nest made and laid eggs on our boat before I caught her.

It was a real kick to see, listen, and watch her fuss as I removed the nest and slipped it into  the 5gal bucket. I know she wanted to flog me. I am sure she used some bad words!  I was amazed when I stepped aside and motioned her to the nest. She only hesitated a minute before getting back to her eggs.

The babies were bald headed...

She fussed at me as she said I had messed up her home; now she was fixing it. As she moved sticks and stuff around then sat on the eggs. Still fussing at me. I loved it. I was glad, because in my lifetime I have had to move birds’ nests with eggs in them and the mama bird would not return to the nest and the eggs were eaten by predators.

If I ever find my pictures I will post them. She was protective of those chicks when they came. Funny that, when she KNEW they were big enough, she pushed them off the pier and they started swimming right away.  Like little birds naturally fly soon.

I really missed the old girl when we moved.  But I did not miss these guys who were close by.

Anyway, that was a fun part of an old man’s life.  I love cloud formations also...

Nite Shipslog

PS:  Thanks for stopping by,  An old man must do something, if nothing but talk to lizards (BTW there is no shortage of ‘em in Florida) AS I worked around Mark’s coach today I saw some BIG ones. …..LOL

Love from FL