This past week I stopped by a small pond to see if any ducks had wintered over. Not a one was in sight, only beautiful reflections. I like this reflection. No, that's not zebras reflecting in the water it's a black iron fence. About the time I started taking pictures, I heard the loudest squawking! I looked across the way and here came the ducks. They had seen me and thought I had bread to feed them. I didn't and therefore they weren't too impressed with me. They seemed a little lost, wondering what to do now!! The lady brought no bread!
It was amazing to see such a variety of ducks. My favorites were the ones with the little tufts on their heads. They looked like they were wearing their Sunday bonnets.
They watched me for a while and then started swimming off.
Then they turned around and came back.
They swam to the left...
and they swam to the right.
I never did figure out who was their leader, but they sure knew how to follow. They stuck so close together that I couldn't get a picture without cutting off half of a duck.
Except of this one and all I could get was his backside!
I spent a good while walking by the pond and just watching their hilarious antics!! They reminded me of myself when I can't seem to get focused! I just spend the day rushing off in that direction and then back in another direction. Maybe I need a leader!!