We were on our way home after the last photos - as we followed the roads toward home we saw in the distance, SNOW GEESE. This is the biggest flock we'd ever seen, and this is about one fourth of the whole flock.
The stretched for acres and acres - as far on the left and the right as you see here in the center. Don estimated 20-40,000 snow geese.
There were rain ponds in the fields and it was bath time - with Snow Geese jumping in and out of the water - flapping and calling to each other.
The Snow Geese that were not enjoying a brisk, refreshing bath, were nibbling in the grass
And some were flying - right in front of Mt. Baker
They ate, called out to each other, flew around, changed places and made a wonderful murmuring sound
The grayer geese are juveniles. The brown near their beaks is from minerals in the soil that colors their feathers - not like dirt - but an actual color change.
Flapping and preening
Lots of flapping of wings
And suddenly - without warning - the entire flock took flight. The sound of their wings was almost deafening
Higher and higher into the sky - swirling, swooshing, calling - it was almost unbelievable
They flew directly overhead
I took photos as fast as I could - the wonder of it all, tears were streaming down my face as the Snow Geese circled around and around, over us, back and forth - thousands and thousands of them
Some began to land, some kept circling - all the while the sound of their wings and their calls filled the air
Thousands more joined them from all parts of the fields
Some of the geese nearer to us flew up and in front of the geese in the back
And in the background - the fabulous Mt. Baker!
I just couldn't stop taking pictures!
Circling once more in front of Mt. Baker
It was a flap-your-wings, take-off-from-the-water, call-to-your-friends, do-a-little-dance kind of day.