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.
Sometimes you just happen to be in the right place at the right time. You have to wonder is this by chance or was it just meant to be.
What are the chances that a feather would land on a flower and stay there?
The wind was blowing but it never blew it away it stayed on top of the canna lily bloom.
I believe this feather is from the underneath back part of one of the black bellied whistling ducks that have been out at the feeders every day.
I photographed it and then I picked it up and brought it in the house.