Wild Bird Wednesday # 56
As I was working on the landing one morning the Duck Family that hangs by my feeders came by ... a large group of Mom and Ducklings. At this age they all look the same ... you can't tell Mom from the babies and you can't tell the boys from the girls. Like all siblings there was some quarreling and playing, but there was one little one (I'll say he's a boy, just because ...) who was bent on getting himself clean. I called him the OCD Duckling ...
End ... Round One
End ... Round Two
End ... Round Three
End ... Round Four
End ... Round Five
End ... Round Six
Ahhh ... Done at last
Ehhh ... not quite
One last spot ...
And, oh yea, forgot this one ...
Finally ... and that is when I left. Don't know if there was more, but this had to be the cleanest duck on the lake. OCD is not easy ...































































