Tag Archives: ducks

That’s the Way…

16 May
Mother Duck and duckling

Mother Duck and duckling

That’s the way…

Is that what Mother Duck is saying?

To me, there are few more appealing sights than ducks with ducklings.

This photo was taken in suburban Sydney, at a public  Garden where ducks thrive and multiply.

I hope it brings a smile to your face.

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Keep Whispering Sweet Nothings…

4 May

Keep whispering sweet nothings…

Is that what this gorgeous lady duck is telling her suitor?

This picture was snapped shortly before their special bond was sealed.

Keep Whispering Sweet Nothings...

Keep Whispering Sweet Nothings…

 

Enjoy!

 

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Out For a Waddle

23 Apr
Well fed duck

Well fed duck

Out for a waddle is this handsome male.

Regular visitors to this blog will know of my fondness for ducks.

This well-fed, beautifully feathered specimen is one my favourites.

Less common here in our local park than the Grey Teals and Pacific Black Ducks, this variety attracts even greater attention from me. Sadly, I’m yet to see a duck and ducklings of this type, but if I do I’ll be reaching for my camera, pronto.

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The Race is On..

17 Apr
The Race is On

The Race is On

The race is on…and the female duck is in the lead, hotly pursued by her suitor.

Maybe they’ve already made the commitment. Maybe she’s still testing him out. Who knows?

All I can see it the intense concentration that the male of the species is displaying on his beloved. 🙂

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Feathered Friends: Wild Ducks

21 Mar
Paddling along

Paddling along

There’s something quite endearing about ducks. They bring a smile to my face, especially when I see them in their element, paddling along as a family group.

Despite checking a brochure about local birds, I can’t identify the species. But that technicality does nothing to spoil my enjoyment of this sight.

I wonder if any of these are the little ducklings I saw some time ago, all grown up…

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Dare I?

18 Mar
Dare I?

Dare I?

Dare I?

As I study the waves in this photograph I wonder is that in the mind of this duck as it considers its next move…

Very likely the wind had picked up. The regular wave pattern suggests this.

Whatever the reason,  paddling looks to be somewhat more difficult than on a glassy surface. Maybe a bit more rest on the warm pontoon is the better option…

Or maybe not. It could get worse.

Point is, did he deliberate? Did instinct take over? Or was it something else??

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Ducking Ducks!

26 Feb
Ducking Ducks

Ducking Ducks

That's a likely spot...

That’s a likely spot…

I guess these days that an element of luck is involved in photography, especially that of nature, since there is a slight delay between clicking and the capture of the picture.

At any rate, I am delighted to show you these shots of one of my favourite subjects. Ducks!

This delightful pair obviously were in the mood for a bite to eat…

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Are They In Love?

14 Feb
Are they in love?

Are they in love?

As I look at this pair of ducks, I wonder….

Their bonding is so easy to see. They follow each other everywhere.

Are they in love?

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Family of Ducks

8 Feb

The joy of new life is wondrous. Whatever the species, infancy holds a special captivation.

One of my favourite sights is that of a brood of ducklings paddling along with its parents. It’s amazing, the speed that those tiny webbed feet can muster.

The rarity of my seeing this delightful interaction between parents and siblings of the feathered variety adds to my elation at being able to capture the moment on film.

The beauty of Australian nature is infinite.

Ducks and ducklings on the river

Ducks and ducklings on the river

Enjoy!

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It’s a Duck’s Life…

30 Jan
What's for lunch? Crab?

What’s for lunch? Crab?

It’s a duck’s life, flying in from home, sampling the delicacies on offer at the local swimming baths.

Maybe on average I see ducks there once or twice a week. Sometimes they’re on the water, swimming or diving. Sometimes on the shore, searching for food. Sometimes on the promenade, quenching their thirst.

And then, sometimes after a well-earned rest, they fly hastily away.

Homeward bound, I’ll bet…

Waddling along...

Waddling along…

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