Thursday, April 29, 2010
Now that the weather is warmer, my routine is to sit on the dock and see what the sunset will bring almost each day. It took only minutes after my husband clicked his teeth against his tongue for these semi-wild ducks, belonging to a neighbor across the river, to come and see why we were making noise. We had nothing so he had to run back up to the house and find the last few slices of the expensive "Organic 7-grain bread" for their dinner.
Three wild mallard drakes flew in and hung off in the distance surveying the free-eats situation.
This fellow came in and was able to grab just a few of the bread crumbs...
before the large white drake dispatched him to the outer regions of the river leaving all the food for his family...
...and leaving us to watch the sunset as they finished their dinner in the golden glow of the reflection.