I was visiting my favorite pond, and I saw that there were more ducks swimming there. Of course I decided that I had to take a few pictures. I must have about two dozen photos of these ducks. On my way there I took several, and on my way back I got even more.
This pond is near the back of Woodland Hills Nature Park. I pass by it every time I go to the far back of the park. It's one of the best sights to see when I'm hiking anywhere. I always get to see it twice, because I come back past it on my way back to the front. I've featured it on several of my posts now.
I love animals, and I love to see wild animals on my everyday adventures. If I get a chance I will get pictures of them, so all of you can see them too. Sharing is a wonderful thing. Whenever I see ducks I get pictures. I've been lucky to see them in some of my favorite places.
I think ducks are some of my favorite animals. Ever since I was a kid I've always liked them. I like the way they look for some reason. Their duck bill is a memorable thing. Any other animal with a beak that is shaped like this is compared to a duck. The quack sound that a duck makes is just a delight to hear. These in my pictures were very talkative today. I loved it!
When I was a kid, I always thought of the snowy white ducks, like the cartoon character Donald. I always saw Daffy, but I never considered the darker ducks for some reason. That's weird. I always thought Daffy was funnier than Donald, but I liked Donald's voice better. I guess most people did.
But real ducks were always white to me, until I saw a commercial on TV that introduced Mallard Ducks. It was a public service message to show that even though something can look different, those differences weren't a bad thing. Ducks were still ducks. Now I knew about mallards. I'm glad because that seems to be the kind of duck we have here in Michigan.
When I was out here today taking these pictures, I began to notice something though. These ducks were always on the other side of the pond from me. I kept thinking that my timing must be off. It was a curious thing, but I really wanted to get a few closer shots of these beautiful ducks. So I moved very quickly to the side of the pond where last I saw them.
It was then that I realized what was happening. These ducks were running from me! I guess "swimming from me" would be more like it. Every time they knew that I was near, they would quickly swim away! I began to wonder what it was that I did wrong. Ducks usually were pretty friendly around me.
I've even had ducks swim over to me and beg for food. I have pictures of it, but those were some more that have been lost to the past, because I had more things to post here. Maybe I'll put some of those up one day when it's too cold outside for me. I'm not sure. I really like to keep things current.
Anyway, these ducks didn't like me at all today. I decided to test this, so I moved over to another part of the pond, and they did exactly the same thing. I was starting to kind of feel bad. I'm not a bad person. Why didn't the ducks understand that? I loved these ducks, but they didn't love me back! Waah! Come back duckies! I love you!
Just kidding. Each of the photos I have here show that these ducks were running from me. They're taken from different parts of the pond. I got even more pictures. Some of them were better than these, but I wanted to show them from the different places. Every time I got close, they would flee. I guess they wanted some privacy today. So I decided I would leave them in peace, and move along to my next adventure.