Believe it or not, my aimless wanderings looking for wildlife to photograph are not always successful.
I usually need a fall-back plan when I’ve given up waiting for a polar bear to get hopelessly lost and show up in my neighbourhood.
Thankfully, there are a lot of ducks where we live, so of course this means I end up watching a lot of ducks! It’s funny how the familiar can seem mundane and sometimes hides the obvious.
I kept seeing ducks itching away this summer and it raised some thot-provoking questions.
Why were the ducks so itchy?
When a duck moves a webbed foot up to itch its bill, was the bill or the web foot itchy?
It was only after summer was over that the thought finally struck me. Maybe the ducks weren’t itchy at all. Perhaps I had been missing some secret signals, messages like, “See that photographer at 2 o’clock? In three seconds we’ll take off to ruin his shot.”
I can’t believe I was so naïve!