Despite the rain, Maggie and I at least took our little walks around my kingdom. It wasn't pouring, just dreary wet. As we were passing through the apple orchard I heard odd noises from the sky. You may recall that audio input is my weakest sense. My hearing is fine, actually very good, but I don't seem to remember things I hear as well as things I see.
But I knew it wasn't Canada geese. They honk discordantly. I knew it wasn't sandhill cranes. They rattle. Then I saw them.
They were quite high up, but I was pretty sure I knew what they were. See how long the necks are? Not geese. See how straight the necks are? Not herons.
The sound I heard is a sort of honk, but not just noisy like geese. It's a higher pitch, and not such a continuous blast of noise.
Now you can see how the wings are curved when they make a flight stroke.
Well, when I looked at the pix on the computer, and could blow them up, my suspicion was confirmed. These are trumpeter swans.
You can hear how they sound at the Cornell Ornithology Lab
I love these birds, much more than the mute swans, because these are native to North America. Links below to other encounters with trumpeter swans.
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