Picking back up on November 3rd with our 'first in flight' juvenile whistling duck. He flew from atop the fence panel along the pond shore up into the yard to join his parents under the bird feeder tree - the first time he'd been back there since I first spotted them on Sept. 14th as tiny striped hatchlings. I took oodles of photos of him, so I'll just inundate you with some of them, today...
I think his in-between feathering is just so striking!
One of his parents.
So stinking cute!
Welcome to the big, wide, expanded world, little one!