Saturday, June 27, 2020 Unprecedented!

Seward, Alaska

I about went off the road on Wednesday when I saw seven (!) adult TRUMPETER SWANS at the mile one Nash Road wetlands. Normally, the resident pair, especially with babies, aggressively and effectively drive off any other Swans who dare to land on their pond. Were five too many?

The two parents were indeed going nuts, trumpeting and bobbing their heads up and down like yo-yos in a very threatening manner. The five other adults pretended not to notice. Several preened while others tipped up to feed in a display of non-aggression or even utter distain. I did not see the four cygnets, hopefully hidden, but not otherwise protected as normal.

Much to my dismay, I did not have my camera. I whipped around and drove the five miles back home to get it.

By the time I got back, the parents were reunited with their babies and feeding off to the side in the horsetails. I counted and recounted. Waited, watched, and looked. Alas! there were only three!  For the first time I can remember, a flightless cygnet did not survive. So sad!

The five intruders had made themselves at home, brazenly lounging on the ol’ nest, (still used for the cygnets) preening and napping, totally at ease. Hmmm. I wonder if these are five of the six cygnets hatched in 2018? As two-year olds, they would be old enough to look like adults, but maybe not quite ready to breed. That would explain their familiarity with the place, and perhaps the reluctance of the parents to truly drive them off. Kids!

The next several days played out about the same. The parents, continually distracted by the intruders, trumpeted, vigorously head-bobbed, feinted rushes, and threatened. The intruders behaved peaceably, preening, feeding and ignoring their parents. Occasionally, I noticed what I think was passive-aggressive behavior, purposefully paddling straight at the parents in pairs, getting a robust reaction of trumpeting and head-bobbing, then paddled past, smirking. The young cygnets tagged along behind the raging parents, huddled together. Or they seemed to be left to fend for themselves, heading for the horsetails to eat while this crazy family tried to figure it all out.

These cygnets will have to be very lucky to survive this delicate period of vulnerability while the parents are so continually forced to defend against the older siblings. If they survive, they will likely be the most independent Swans ever. I wonder if this unusual cygnethood will affect their parenting skills?

On Thursday, I found last year’s three cygnets feeding together at the recently clear-cut Preacher Pond. Their heads and necks are still distinctly gray, which makes them somewhat easier to identify. Seven adults, three one-year-olds, and three cygnets for 13 swans in all!

On Friday, I watched the momma MALLARD fly aggressively at one of the young adult Swans, taking the trouble to fly halfway across the pond to give it a piece of her mind. The Swan only scoffed. Her efforts were laudable but futile, and she soon returned to her five ducklings.

Today, that same momma duck continued to demonstrate her diving skills. Much to my astonishment, one of her little ducklings popped underwater repeatedly as well! Perhaps diving for dabblers is a learned behavior. Very impressive regardless!

The seven adults and three cygnets continued their family squabble as before. Then two Swans circled high around the pond twice, noted the drama, and wisely did not land. That would have added even more stress to the beleaguered parents. I subsequently found the two 2019 yearlings at Preacher Pond. I wonder what happened to the third sibling?

This unprecedented concentration of resident, year-round Swans may reflect that the prolific and successful rearing of Trumpeter Swans at the Nash Road wetlands has finally exceeded the carrying capacity of the Seward area. The Nash Road site is the best and only local place for the Swans to nest. Other potential places like Bear Lake and the Lagoon are heavily impacted by humans. It’s an interesting situation. Stay tuned!

Happy Birding!
Carol Griswold
Seward Sporadic Bird Report Reporter

















Monday, June 15, 2020 Dragonfly transformation

Seward, Alaska

Sunrise 4:33 am, sunset 11:25 pm for a total daylength of 18 hours and 51 minutes. Tomorrow will be 53 seconds longer as we approach Summer Solstice on June 22.

Mostly sunny today with an overnight low of 48 and a midday high of 62º. South wind 16 mph. Rain in the forecast starting Wednesday for the rest of the week. We really need it; pond and lake water levels are very low, and unwatered plants are stressed.

I had the great good luck to tag along on a pond exploration this afternoon. We found a large Predaceous Diving Beetle and its larval form, called a Water Tiger for its ferocious hunting ability. Brilliant blue damselflies flew in tandem over the blooming yellow pond lilies. Wood frogs leaped from the ooze to hide in the mares-tails and pond lilies. Momma and baby moose tracks followed the receded shoreline.

Dragonfly nymphs clung to aquatic plants, ready to relinquish their long larval sojourn underwater (up to 3 years) for a brief and dizzying adult life (a few weeks) as aerialists. For most of the afternoon, we watched as newly emerged dragonfly tentatively climbed out of the water next to its cast-off nymph case and slowly began to inflate its four exquisitely delicate wings. 

The transformation is a mind-boggling, marvelous, extreme makeover. We wondered about the initial green coloration of the head and on spots on the wing sacs. Was this dragonfly blood? Why did the dragonfly occasionally exude colorless drops from its abdomen? Was this excess water? Could it see yet? Can dragonflies hear? 

ROBINS hopped down to the exposed pond lilies and plucked other helpless emerging dragonflies to feed their babies. Juicy morsels indeed! A website noted up to 90% mortality in a population due to bird predation during this vulnerable time. It’s a wonder any survive.

The entire magical and mysterious metamorphosis from the larval stage to adult could last over 8 hours, but we could only stay for three.  We left hoping that this special individual that so enriched our lives would eventually lift off from the pond lily stem and fly like the wind.


Happy Birding!
Carol Griswold
Seward Sporadic Bird Report Reporter










Sunday, June 7, 2020 Cygnets Hatched!

Seward, Alaska

Sunrise 4:30 am, sunset 11:17 pm for a total daylength of 18 hours and 38 minutes. Tomorrow will be 2 minutes and 14 seconds longer.

Chilly south wind at 15-20 mph sucked most of the heat out of the afternoon’s high of 57º. Showers in the forecast for the next few days; despite all the greenery, we really need a good soaker.

On Friday, June 5, at least six MALLARD ducklings zipped among the horsetails at the Mile 1 Nash Road wetlands. They are so light, they actually seemed to hydroplane. Momma did not seem particularly concerned when they wandered off. While they were otherwise occupied, she was busy with an amazing feat. Several times, she did was dabblers are not supposed to do: dive! Down she went with a splash and stayed under for many long seconds. I never saw what she found.

Fortunately, the wind slept this morning when I spied on the resident TRUMPETER SWAN pair at the Mile 1 Nash Road nest. Momma stood above her nest and stretched her magnificent wings, a good sign. I waited and watched. Then I saw tiny cygnet heads barely above the grasses. How many this year? Coincidentally, I saw last year’s threesome in passing at the Lagoon on my way here.

Momma pumped her neck up and down, motioning for the cheeping babies to follow. How they knew what that meant is a mystery, but follow they did. I feared the cautious parents would lead their precious cygnets back into the horsetails, but no! The proud parents led them into view. One, two, three! No, here’s one more! Four darling, short-necked, mini-swans, paddling along like pros.

The doting parents demonstrated how to find insects and succulent greens. Soon the babies pecked and plucked, feeding themselves under watchful eyes. The parents led their brood slowly around the nest island and out of sight. End of presentation!

Meanwhile, the baby RAVENS have fledged from their cliff nest. Or maybe they just flutter-fell below onto some projecting bushes and rocks. I spied one flutter-hopping under the nest. He pecked at the rocks experimentally, wondering if anything was edible. Finding it wasn't, he called out for food service, distinctly saying “MOM!’, and other blats, croaks, complaints, and generalities. His sibling responded similarly, hidden behind some cliffside alders. I could only distinguish two vocalizing but possibly there are more.

I waited for one or the other harried parent to arrive, but gave up after quite a while. I’ll bet they envy the Mallard's and Swans' cute precocial babies. What a breeze to just guide them around the buffet as they industriously get to work. Whatever the method, all seem to work as intended. It will be fun to watch the ducklings, cygnets and Raven fledglings grow.

Happy Birding!
Carol Griswold
Seward Sporadic Bird Report Reporter












Wednesday, June 3, 2020 Exit Glacier Birds and Blooms

Seward, Alaska

Unsettled weather this week with a mix of showers and sun, temps in the low 50s. I took a chance in the afternoon and rode my bike to the Exit Glacier parking lot in Kenai Fjords National Park. It’s so fun to bike and bird!

I noticed that the birds became mostly quiet when it rained, but in the hush as the shower ceased, a most beautiful chorus began. How I love the “woodland flute”, the HERMIT THRUSH. Next, an ORANGE-CROWNED WARBLER resumed trilling; others answered from their territories. Mr. Wilson (WILSON’S WARBLER), revved up his sewing machine with his pals. YELLOW-RUMPED WARBLERS began warbling. I even heard several NORTHERN WATERTHRUSHES (actually warblers) along the road near small waterways.

The VARIED THRUSHES and RUBY-CROWNED KINGLETS that just so recently dominated every other tree, have piped down but a few still sang. Ditto the melodious ROBINS. A passing RAVEN threw in a few hoarse croaks and a small fly-over of COMMON REDPOLLS chattered.

I listened hard, very hard, for my target bird, the SWAINSON’S THRUSH. Then suddenly, deep in the woods, I heard the ethereal upwards spiral. Yay! How wonderful to know they have returned safely from their long migration from Central America and beyond.

An unusual call caught my ear and I tracked it to a few juvenile COMMON REDPOLLS busily gleaning aphids from the underside of young alder leaves. At first glance, they resembled fat Pine Siskins as they lack any red, but a closer look shows a much more conical beak. It seemed like a lot of hard work and acrobatics to pick off the tiny aphids, but I applaud their efforts!

Right along the road where cars whizzed past at 35 mph, I discovered a patch of Frog Orchids in bud, blooming Nootka Lupines, and blooming Yellow Dryas (Dryas drummondii). Birds, blooms, and biking. What a great combo!

Happy Birding!
Carol Griswold
Seward Sporadic Bird Report Reporter