Later, from a trail like a green tunnel, where we were the ones hidden from view, we watched the action across the water:
Mr. Wood.
There's a wood duck in there somewhere.
A bit of body-building exercise. Flap, flap, flap.
Now a refreshing shower.
Shaking the water out of his coat.
Check the mirror. Everything in order? Hat on straight? Ready to go, then.
Waiting for her guy.
Dinner date, maybe.
Ohmigosh, I think I'm a little embarrassed catching this young guy in his private bathing moments! These pictures are absolutely fabulous! The one with his gorgeous colors reflected in the water is superb! I'm so glad you snuck up on him and got these pictures!
ReplyDeleteWhat great shots you captured of the wood duck doing his ritual of making himself look gorgeous for his lovely lady.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful wood duck photos, nicely done! They're such handsome birds. I love their patterns (both the male & female plumage, I think, is lovely).
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pics ... NOW I really miss Reifel - it was a favourite place to go when my now 16 yr old was about 5 ... his sisters were in and out of the wagon and we walked and walked and walked ... his favourite duck was "the digger duck" (the Northern Shoveler) - mine was/is the Wood Duck and the PinTail ... thanks for the walk down memory lane.
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