Weasel and the Swan
Today I played the banjo to a swan for an hour. There were three of them in the big field behind the house, but two of them flew away while I was fetching my ‘jo. Have you ever heard a swan fly? It’s like heavy machinery. Whuff-whuff-whuff-whuff.
I intended to write a song especially for him. I was going to call it There’s a Swan in the Big Field Behind the House. But I suck at composing so, really, I just played some of my favorite odd chords at him before settling down to a standard bluegrass repertoire.
First he stood on one leg for a while. Then he stood on the other leg for a while. Then he tucked his head under his wing and had a little kip. Then his friends came back and they all flew off together.
A most enjoyable afternoon.
Have a good Easter, everyone!
Posted: April 14th, 2017 under animals, birds, personal.
Comments: 14
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Comment from durnedyankee
Time: April 14, 2017, 9:04 pm
I’d heard Her Majesty’s Swans prefer kipping on their back.
Beautiful birds swans, lovely plumage.
Comment from Deborah HH
Time: April 14, 2017, 10:27 pm
The Weasel and Swan sounds like a good name for a pub. Maybe you can compose a drinking song for a weasel and swan instead of an ode. I wondered about the swans, if enough baby swans had survived to adulthood (the ones Uncle Badger photographed—last spring? I can’t remember). I meant to ask ask about them when the bird quarantine was enacted.
Comment from Can’t Hark My Cry
Time: April 14, 2017, 11:12 pm
Aaaaahhhhh! I needed, at the end of this week,to experience the HUGE smile that brought to my face! Wish there were video of weasel playing to swan, but I guess that would create some serious problems with anonymity; I’ll just have to imagine it, I guess…
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: April 14, 2017, 11:14 pm
You have heard of the story Leda and the Swan, havent you? I’ve seen some rather anatomically correct statues of old Leda and her Swan-man — mostly in Italy. 🙂
If you like playing to critters, seals/otters enjoy guitar music on the beach and will stick their heads out and listen. I’m sure they would love banjo, too.
Comment from dissent555
Time: April 15, 2017, 3:27 am
Did I make it in time for the Ace-lanche!
Was there/will there be an earth-shattering KABOOM?
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 15, 2017, 9:13 am
Ric Fan: I was thinking of the Renaissance obsession with Leda and the swan when I chose that headline. I thought about making a SAXY, SAXY joke about it, but I couldn’t think of one.
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: April 15, 2017, 3:10 pm
April had her baby! 🙂
Comment from Niña
Time: April 16, 2017, 4:58 am
Finally! And he looks healthy, too.
Happy Easter, everyone!
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: April 16, 2017, 4:21 pm
Nina: He came out so tiny and appears to have double in size in less than 24 hours.
Happy Easter to you and everyone, too. 🙂
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: April 16, 2017, 10:13 pm
Anybody lose an Archbishop?
Remains of five ‘lost’ Archbishops of Canterbury found
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-39613462
Why do coffins in underground crypts always look like they’ve just been thrown in? Earthquakes? Shifting foundation? Flooding? (tho I see no evidence of wetness).
Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: April 17, 2017, 1:13 am
Stoaty, have you seen this http://m.imgur.com/gallery/JCahp
Happy Easter!
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: April 17, 2017, 12:28 pm
They weighted and took photos of themselves with the baby giraffe yesterday. I cd understand weighing him but the photos? Mom is frantically pacing in the other pen. When done, keeper opened gate and ran out before he got a good stomping.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITSQhMTjtsc
Interestingly, she let 1 female keeper in to examine her calf while she was present. Less threatening than the others, I assume.
Comment from Niña
Time: April 17, 2017, 8:46 pm
I think she likes that female keeper best. Hormones, probably. 😇
Comment from jack frazier
Time: April 18, 2017, 3:52 am
is this what you were playing?
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