We had a busy but fun Memorial weekend. We attended Warroad's graduation on Friday, and then attended four open houses over the long weekend. On our way to graduation on Friday evening we saw a pair of geese on the railroad tracks. Corey spotted some babies that seemed unable to get over the tracks to where mom and dad were, so we went back to check it out. There were six babies, some were in between the rails, and some were on the outside of the tracks and unable to get over. We made a guess as to which direction the parents were trying to go and caught the babies and reunited them with their parents on the north side of the tracks. Corey knew a pond was close and we figured that was where they were headed.
Saturday we went to Warroad for Gretta's graduation party, and we saw the geese again in the same spot, except they wanted to be on the south side of the tracks today. We stopped and moved the babies to the same side as their parents, except there were only three this time. As we drove away Corey said that they probably wouldn't survive as they were too far from water to be safe from predators, and I replied that maybe we should have taken them and raised them with our soon to be arriving chickens! During our conversation Corey mentioned that when he was a kid they sometimes took eggs from goose nests and raised the chicks.
We didn't see the goose family again, so I guess we'll never know the outcome.
Pey had been begging to go look for a geo cache for at least a week, so we decided on Monday to find one that was close to our house and then go look for morels. As it happened we found a morel within about four feet of the cache!
Since we knew they were around, we headed to our favorite spot to find them. When we got there I took Nora and then we all split up and headed into the woods. It was too tough for Nora to walk, so I lugged her around until I tripped over a log and we both took a tumble. Since I hadn't found any mushrooms by then anyway I was over it and headed for the truck. Lauren showed up not long after me, and then Corey. At that point we started to worry that Pey was lost in the woods. We started yelling for her but got no response. That is such a terrible feeling. Corey took off on a four wheeler path through the woods to look for her, and Lauren and I walked the road yelling for her. After about a lifetime 20 minutes she walked out of the woods at the end of the road. She didn't run toward me or seem too upset, until I got to her and saw her little red-rimmed, tear filled eyes. The poor babe had been lost, and had been really afraid. As I grabbed her and hugged her, she said "be careful, Mom!" and showed me a small egg in her hand. She had flushed a momma partridge off a nest of eggs and remembering her Dad's story of taking eggs, she took one to bring home and raise.
We called a neighbor who has chickens and asked if they had an incubator, and they told us about a man who had gotten some chicken eggs from them and was incubating them. We went to his house and he put the partridge egg in with the others, and he'll give us a call if it hatches. I guess our baby chicks may have a wild friend after all.
We also planted the garden, and there was only one battle over how to plant! It may be a new record. We can make plans to travel across the country just fine, but don't even get us started on the proper way to plant a potato!!
The images in this post are from google, as the author is a tech moron and can't figure out how to get pics from cell phone to blog.
