This is the picture I got…. but this was not what I had been watching, quietly crouched behind a tree in the morning hours of early spring. I came here hoping for a sighting of some migrating birds and water fowl. The park was silent and I was loving it.
As I came around the corner of the pond two beautiful wood ducks swam out into the open from that brush where the trees are reflected in the still, calm water. I froze and then hid and watched while holding my breath. My camera hung useless around my neck, forgotten as I became lost in the scene before me.
Wood ducks are rare here and in that moment, I felt like someone had given me a golden ticket. It was as if I’d been rewarded with a very special treasure. I finally remembered my camera, clicked it on and pulled it to my face. Just as soon as I got ready to take this shot, they flew off and here’s what ended up on my camera… no ducks.
However, as I walked away, I was smiling thinking about my missed photo op.