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.
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.