I found myself in Frankenmuth Michigan at lunch time, so I parked by the river to enjoy my lunch. Shortly before leaving, a pair of mallards came over for a visit. They did not seem to mind me moving around and taking their pictures.
As a man lacking artistic talent, photography gives me an outlet for those creative urges. To observe a scene, and picture the final image, and see that picture become a reality, brings great satisfaction.
I love Frankenmuth! I love these shots: Papa is smooth, sleek and shiny. Mom is having a bad hair day; frazzled it would appear. I can relate!
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