Trumpets in the Sky

Once your hear the unique cry of Trumpeter Swans, it’s a sound you won’t forget. The Trumpeter population was nearly extinct in the early 20th century with a population in the U.S. of less than 70. Re-introduction of the species to its former range has been very successful with nearly 800 now living in  Michigan. You can find YouTube videos of the Trumpeter Swans’ honks and cries, but it is not quite the same as the inperson, noisy take-off and landings of these trumpets in the sky.

size-matters

The Trumpeter Swan is very large, with wingspans and body lengths as long as 6 feet. This image gives you some idea of heir comparative size.

landing

While graceful in the sky, take-offs and splashdowns are often both noisy and awkward appearing.

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In Flight

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Synchronized Swim Team

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Committee Meeting

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Head Shot

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Glam Shot

Wings

Having gone to college in upstate New York. I love authentic Buffalo wings. But this post will take a rather intricate look at swans’ wings (although I have a great recipe for Buffalo Wings!). These wing images come from a 60 minute trip to the Kellogg Bird Sanctuary run by Michigan State University, I have other pictures I will share from the trip, but hope you find these wing shots as mesmerizing as I do. I suspect that angels’ wings look a lot like these swan wings. I caught an image of incoming Trumpeter Swans that was my favorite lucky shot of the day and have included that at the end of today’s post. Let me know your thoughts.

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Wings and Water

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Brown and White Wings

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Shadowed and Not

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Wings and Water II

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Wings at Work

The Tree

This tree is located a few steps from our new home. I have included a couple of shots that give geographical hints on the location of this Jackson area tree. I will let the captioned pictures tell the story of this Fall explosion of color except for these Joyce Kilmer words:

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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With Fire Hydrant (in case the tree bursts into flames)

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In Tight

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Blue Skies and Uplifted Arms

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Peekaboo Photo Bomb by Bare Tree

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With a Hint of a Tower

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