The Marshall Water Fowl Sanctuary

Almost four years ago a pair of mallards arrived in our pool.  I named them George and Gracie. 

Handsome George

Handsome George

The first spring they were here, Gracie had nine chicks that she proudly showed off to us. 

Here's Gracie with her 9 chicks a few years ago

Here's Gracie with her 9 chicks a few years ago

Since then George and Gracie have kept coming back to our pool and yard, and now seem to be with us year-round. 

On Thanksgiving morning when John was outside on the patio, a coot or mud hen, literally dropped from the sky landing unceremoniously on our patio – almost on John!  I named him Cecil (as in Beanie and Cecil, for those of you who are old enough to remember the cartoon). 

Cecil the coot

Cecil the coot

Although coots are common, I find him extraordinary, particularly by the mere fact that he chooses to remain here instead of finding his cover or raft (large group). 

I did research on coots and found that they have been around a few hundred thousand years – and indeed, Cecil looks like his ancestors – dinosaurs.  His feet in particular. He doesn’t eat out of my hand yet, but if he continues to hang around here with George and Gracie, I’m sure he will soon!

George Gracie and Cecil

George Gracie and Cecil