Wood Duck Love

I’m becoming fixated.  A subsequent trip to the bird sanctuary was rewarded with another viewing of the female wood duck we saw previously.  I love her.  I’m so glad she chose this tranquil, ethereal piece of Calgary to raise her brood.  I still haven’t seen her much flashier mate, and I wonder where he’s at.  Probably showing off his bright plumage at the bar, in a shameless attempt to garner free drinks, leaving her to rear the kids on her own.  No matter.  She’s lovely all on her own.






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