Ducks in the Park

When I was in Woodstock last month, the ducks and geese were sitting beside the pond, hoping I had some bread for them.

I am linking this with NF Winged.

Mostly Ducks

I don't know why the ducks were swimming close to me - they usually swim the other direction.

I love the coloured pencil version of the photo, where you can see so many colours not visible in the photo.

 

Ducks in Flight

This morning, a small flock of ducks was circling the marsh.

Ducks on the River

I saw this pair of mallards

 enjoying the newly open spaces

 on the river.

 

Red Barn

This barn is within walking distance of the house,

so I have been watching it in all lights,

and in the fog, with a swirl of ducks...

 

Ducks

A pair of mallards were dabbling in the stream

 as I crossed the bridge.

 

Ducks

There are still some ducks around, but they are keeping their distance.

 

Geese

I love capturing the geese when the sun is just rising - 

 the water is the most beautiful colour!

 Actually, this a mixed flock of geese and ducks.

 

Ducklings

I have seen lots of duck families, but this has been the first one I could capture.

 

Ducks

There were ducks, but most of them flew away.

 Most, but not all...

 

Ducks

This pair of mallards were standing in one of the ornamental ponds, arranging their feathers.

They were not too concerned about me, if I stayed at least four feet away from them.

Ducklings

Mother ducks are protective of their babies when they are tiny. If you count carefully, you can see all nine of them. Maybe.

The bachelors' club is totally unconcerned, however.

Ducks

At the house where the gray cats live,

the ducks were finding

tasty things

in a puddle.

Watery Wednesday

The stream has running water, although it has a skin of ice on top.

In the upper right corner you can see a couple of ducks, working at keeping the water open.

The ice gives an interesting effect to the reflection of the spruce tree, and to the golden sunrise.

Duck Tracks

And where there are ducks, there are duck footprints.

Not to mention duck body prints, where they had been settled in the snow!

Ducks in the Stream

I seldom make my way down to the stream in the winter, but it was a lovely day, and the alternative was to go home...

Most of the ducks did not like us to get too close, but they would only fly 30 feet and land again.

Annie did try and make them fly further, but they were not cooperating,

so she barked at them, and came back to where I was working.