While chasing this sweet family of mallards for a crisp shot, I snapped as they glided through a silky surface of reflected foliage. Their wake created a mesmerizing abstract of greens and yellows.
Having recently discovered a beaver dam in the creek near my home, I took a chance early one morning to photograph it in the morning air, hopefully misty morning air. Although the night had not been cold enough to create the mood, I hiked there anyway.
I was surprised and delighted to find who beat me there.
This mallard was not alone. How many do you see?
They nibbled a while then drifted downstream past me. A couple hung around and ‘quacked’ me up with their antics.
Just water off a ducks back. 😉
This lone black duck enjoyed a restful snooze inside our bay on a unseasonably warm fall day.