When I write a post, I usually try to have a theme, or better yet a story to tell — something I saw, or something that happened to me while out tromping around. That’s been hard this winter because we’ve had so few birds visit.
We’ve had so few birds that I’ve had to start watching ducks.
Ducks are not my favorite birds, mostly because at first glance, they are all Mallards. The shiny green head is cool, but you’ve seen one Mallard, you’ve seen a million of them.
But my birding drought has forced me to look closer.
The first “other” ducks that were pointed out to me were Hooded Mergansers. I’ve seen so many of these diving ducks in the last few months that I’m wondering how I missed them all these years. Avoiding Mallards, I guess.


I love the side-eye that the female Merganser is giving me, above.
Hooded Mergansers are not to be confused with Buffleheads, below. Hooded Mergansers have the big white patch outlined with black; Buffleheads, it is just out there, taking up a quarter of their heads. Also, notice the iridescence of the Bufflehead’s black — when the light shifts, it’s not black at all.

Male American Wigeons have green eye swoops and a white racing stripe from their blue bill across the top of their head.

And then …
… we saw Wood Ducks. Pow!

How did I ever miss these guys?

I love how the male Wood Duck can flare his cheeks out, below. It almost looks like he has a mustache sweeping up from his bill.


Finally, as my husband and I were calling it a day, we noticed something flitting over the water. My husband said “that is the oddest swallow I’ve ever seen.” He looked closer and asked me to take a photo. It was tough, because the thing was moving fast and changing direction constantly. But here’s what I got:

A bat!
To be clear: I know that a bat is not a duck, and so doesn’t fit my theme for this post. It is not even a bird, even though it flies.
But WTF? A bat, in March, in daylight, over a pond. No idea what it was doing out, except, you know, the whole we-completely-skipped-winter-this-year thing.
Sigh.
It’s going to be a loooong summer.

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