Larch as his feathers were coming in.
Larch as his feathers were coming in.
Indigo as his feathers were coming in. Beautiful blue eyes!
My herd of ducks.
Indigo as a youngster.
Cinnamon and Indigo resting together after their Thanksgiving feast.
This eagle wanted my ducklings when they were little. There was a pair and they came daily, trying to get by me in a wide variety of ways. I spent the summer watching the sky and waving a broom to scare them away. I won. They got no ducklings, and the ducklings grew up.
Crocus behind a bush.
Duck Hill

Larch as his feathers were coming in.

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