This is major Tom. Should have been the song ringing out over the lakes district today. The Pacific Black ducks were all having a meeting, bathing, and preening their feathers with expertise. A dip in the lake, splash around, another dip. Bit of preening with that 360 degree head/neck (well it seemed like it) getting to the hard spots on the back. Fast air dry with the flap of the wings, above the water. All done. Next. Another comes to land and it happens all over again. Nothing like splashing around in the water on a hot almost summer's day.
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