This has been the year of the Wood Duck..I saw a pair for the first time last year, but as quickly as they appeared, they were gone in a flash of color..This year however, a cycle of life was revealed...beginning in April, at the New York Botanical Gardens, in their stunning bit of old-growth forest...a patch of old New York..
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| I am calling yooouOooou! |
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| Who? Me? |
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| Yes, you! |
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Here I am!
I've got to admit, I didn't know what was happening at first either ;-) , I thought she was..um..dabbling.. |
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| Still here.. |
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Now you're talking!
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| That was it? Wash that guy right outta my feathers.. |
Then the love birds swam off to a rock underneath the trees where
prying lenses were at a disadvantage..
Fast forward to June and serendipity....Another Wood Duck sighting..this time at Avalon Nature Preserve in Stony Brook, N.Y... A native plant restoration project. http://www.avalonparkandpreserve.org/
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| 'First comes love, then comes marriage'..There were three ducklings.. |
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| Glowing! |
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| One was off on its own |
Mama checks him(?) out..
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| Soon I'll have an empty nest.. |
In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love~ Marc Chagall
