Thou Shalt Not Shoot The Ducks At City Park

Said my photography professor, Gary, who was about 7 ft tall and the most warmly authoritative person I’ve met yet. It was forbidden to photograph something so goddarn mundane, and I am a rule-follower, yet… a decade later, here we are…

From top to bottom, left to right (duh): male wood duck; lady wood duck; wood duck date; solo post-date lady wood duck; regular-ass Canada goose, decently composed; precious American widgeon in a sea of big-ass mallards; wigeon; wigeon again; what I think is a leucistic mallard, correct me if I’m wrong, or you know what, don’t; wigeon; boy wigeon.

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