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Posted by Lucy at 6:41 pm Labels: birds, collage, NaBloPoMo 
what a handsome duck - what disturbed her?
 
Awesome :D
 
(ducking) Whew, that was close...
 

1:13 am 
Ah, if only one could fly (she said, unoriginally...)

1:27 am 

The photos on your blog appeal to me very much. You have a very ggod eye. Thanks for sharing.
All the very best.

4:21 am Fantastic Forrest said...

It's funny - I always forget that this is what a duck looks like prior to winding up on my plate. I can't make the connection because it's covered with feathers, not orange sauce.

Great pics. Do you EVER take a lousy shot?!
 Plutarch said...

I still recall my surprise when I was a very small child, perhaps 4 years old, being addressed by a friendly woman as "ducky" a term of endearment, with which I was unfamiliar at the time. Your daily posts are something to look forward to.
 
Flippety flap...and yet what dignity..
 
Thanks again gentle readers.

The duck lived at the place where we were staying by Mont St Michel in September. All the fowls wandered through the garden of the gites, but the ducks were shyer than the hens. I don't think it was very easy for them to perch on the fence with webbed feet!
 
Aw! this is great!
