Duck soup
The warmth continues, and in a stretch of open water in the neighborhood farm pond, a group of Mallards, the males in high fashion breeding plumage, were showing off, both to intimidate and best rivals and to wow potential mates. These are certainly pretty ducks, but they're so common that I rarely pay much attention to them, save for one thing: I scan every group in the hope that I'll spot something unusual, a newly returned migratory species in particular. It's early, but I was hoping to see a Pintail or two. No luck, so far, and as I moved closer to examine the flock, the ducks said, "Enough"—and spooked. The result was, in any event, interesting, as the birds launched themselves out of the water.
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