Over the river and through the woods...November on the river.
Along the Presumpscot River on a bitter cold day in November. (edited picture)
Press Release for The Gambo Way
The Gambo Way is a soon to be published children's book. It is the story of Izzy and Lucy, two Canada geese. This book is written for 3-6 year olds and has photography illustrations from my time on the Presumpscot River.
"Along the banks of the Presumpscot near the Gambo Dam, large brown wings held steady by the wind, dance over the water as the geese glide in."
excerpt from The Gambo Way
Beautiful morning sitting outside, sorting through pictures and cleaning up my computer. ( #Coffee time) I love September and I love geese... "The wonder of it all." I had a nice visit with this man and his son, I showed them where the nest had been so that they could check it out together.
As the summer of 2015 comes to an end, I find myself caught up in the
Canada geese once again. The separated couples that had goslings are now
reuniting together in colonies in order to eventually migrate south. Because
this is my first year of observing them, (I have put in about 500 hours
since March), I don't know yet when they will leave. (Sept,Oct,Nov?)
I find that I am very attached to the geese and my curiosity about them
is filled with continued satisfaction as I witness their beautiful behavior.
From arriving on the river, to separating from the flock, to building a nest,
laying eggs and having babies and caring for them, the Canada geese have had
a deep emotional impact on me. I never tire from their loveliness...
This week, I sat a few evenings for several hours along the river bank
paying close attention to a colony of approximately 34 geese of which I'd
say 2/3 are juveniles and 1/3 are their parents. The young ones hatched
2-3 months ago and are flying now. While the goslings were developing,
their parents were molting, leaving all of them unable to hit the sky in
flight. Now all the geese have wings to fly and what fun they appear to be
having ! Swimming, splashing, preening and skimming over the water to
gain speed, while flapping their wings to fly over treetops.
This particular colony honks and comes together just prior to soaring
off. They separate into 3 flocks across the river, one grouping at a time
and in different formations. Each lead gander organizes their group "honking"
and directing them. Other geese begin to honk and flap their wings, then
before you know it, the sight of them ascending into the sky makes me
want to stand up fast and clap in delight. In full disclosure, I do clap but
standing up fast isn't easy for me.
It is marvelous to experience the "wonder of it all !"
The Presumpscot "Off the beaten path"
As a result of having and being treated for Lyme disease, it has been several
weeks since I have made the drive along the River Road. As I drove,
anxious to venture "off the beaten path," I was struck by how much had
changed in such a short amount of time. The road was lush with overgreean
trees, weeds and Queen Anns Lace. Gardens along the way were full of
tomatoes, peas and lettuce waiting to burst into full bloom. Their rows
were dotted with women in brim hats bent over grooming the vegetables.
Men stood near the corn with baseball caps surveying their work. I passed
a ahouse with 2 dozen or more chickens, all in colorful display that had a
backdrop of beautiful bright blue hydrangeas looking quite out of place for the
When I arrived at the Presumpscot I made my way across a field in search
of a quiet place along the bank of the river to sit and observe. The woods,
dry branches and trigs crunched beneath my feet, scaring off a chipmunk and
whatever unseen critters may have been scavenging for food. Sprawled out
over the water was a tree I am fond of. Early in the spring this tree served
me well as I watched geese and ducks return from the south. This morning
the long dead trunk, because of the summers growth, seemed more secluded
as I sat down to yet again view the changes in wildlife patterns on the
Todays venture was gentle, as I continue to recover from my illness, but
the beauty of lily pads and flowers, along with the small birds flying and
chasing bugs, was well worth the drive...
Osprey&Cormorant fight it out over a fish....