Late afternoon, Rapid Creek, February 24, flotilla of American wigeons and mallard friend riding the current downstream. Wigeons are one of my favorite waterfowl, they are handsome creatures and have the oddest "quack". They don't sound like ducks, they sound like some dog's squeaky toy. You know the one that your dog loves to just squeak incessantly till you are ready to go bonkers?
The way this pair had composed themselves to soak up the last warming rays of the afternoon sun caught my eye. Mallards are common winter residents here, accidental fine art sculptures some days, noisy panhandlers on others.