Sunday, May 27, 2012

Nine little ducks

I promised you ducklings.

At home in Centennial Beach duck pond.

Mamma duck tries to keep tabs on all nine, but ...

One is an independent type.

Places to go, things to do.

The other eight stay close to Mommy. Sometimes they need her.

"Is that a worm, Mommy? Can you eat it?"

"Help! I've been trapped by a nasty root! Mommy!"

Her pride and joy.

Eight ducklings. Number Nine is still off on his own.

Yellow irises for a hard-working mother.

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