They’re killing me.
I am cursed by these birds. So many photographers I know get great shots, me not ever close.
They went back and forth, one even staring at me. Must be some kind of Wood Duck game.
Wood Ducks, Teasing Me
They’re killing me.
I am cursed by these birds. So many photographers I know get great shots, me not ever close.
They went back and forth, one even staring at me. Must be some kind of Wood Duck game.
