These two Black Bellied Whistling ducks come by every morning and every evening.
They eat some of the seed I put out and stay a little while. They never seem to mind me taking their pictures.
I changed the sign while editing just for them since they whistle instead of sing.
I love these ducks and I look for them most mornings. I need to give them names like maybe Fred and Ethel. When I talk to them they just look at me like they understand.
Sonya Lira Photography 
My mom had a little group of ducks, all sorts, that she fed. She loved them too. I imagine they were confused when one day she suddenly wasn’t there. I don’t think my dad kept up her tradition of feeding the ducks.
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We built them a house but no ones nested in it yet.
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