Now, this… this one makes me pleased. Actually, psyched.
Remember last week when I said that cedar waxwings had some of the best coloration of the North American birds? Well, wood ducks (Aix sponsa) have them beat, or at least the males do; the females are considerably less flamboyant, which we’ll see in a moment.
More importantly, however, was that this one, and three more, were all spotted in the main pond, the one that sits right off the backyard, and this was taken just fifty meters from my office door. In fact, I saw the movement from my office window – that’s how convenient this is. The only issue is my desk faces away from that window; tragedy.
The saga so far. Several weeks back I heard a call that was not immediately familiar, but nagged at me, and eventually I determined that it was from a wood duck, soon after confirming that they were visiting the lower pond. This is visible from certain perspectives from the main pond, but only just, and it is not easy to get to the edge of, less so if you want to remain, you know, quiet and inconspicuous. Worse, once the grasses and reeds start coming in, they’ll obscure virtually all view of the lower pond unless I’m right at the edge of it, and knowing how spooky wood ducks are, I wasn’t expecting them to use the main, close pond at all. Still, I had plans to place the nest box right at the edge of the main pond, by the small channel and marshy area that led to the lower pond, in the hopes that this would coax them within sight during nesting season.
Attempts to get photos yielded just one that provided proof of their presence, though I saw them a couple of times, each defeating my attempts to even lock focus. And then they seemed to vanish. I’m not educated on their habits, and didn’t know if I’d simply caught them on their migratory pass south, but then saw them again just this week. Even better, this angle is shooting mostly north, so the light will always be beneficial – if they continue to visit this area.
There were four: two females, two males, but establishing this actually took a little while, because of their habits.
This is full-frame at 600mm, and you probably found the other male, but can you see the females? I’ll give you time to look.
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Okay, that’s long enough – we at least had the advantage that we’d see occasional movement. But it does give a good idea of what we were seeing, and why the binoculars were needed, and that the debate on exactly how many there were went on for several minutes. Here’s the tighter crop:
The two females are to the left, facing left, distinguished most readily by the white marking around their eyes. What this also shows is that, outside of bright sunlight, the iridescence of the males vanishes entirely, and the contrasty white markings on the head now serve to break up their profile and make them blend in with the scattered branches and reeds. They seem to know this well, because in observing them for a couple of hours, they rarely left the camouflage of the thicket of overhanging branches, and were wholly disinclined to swim out in open water like the mallards do. The one male in the sunlight, seen in the first two images, only traversed an open space between two heavily shaded areas, and that’s when I was timing my shots. Moreover, I was well back from the edge of the pond, right alongside the house, and he was clearly aware of my presence; getting closer is liable to be a real challenge.
I have a nest box constructed and finally chose a spot for it; now I’m debating on whether to put it there or place it a lot closer to the area where these pics were taken. It will likely be both, as I construct another within the next couple of weeks, the sooner the better to get the ducks used to their presence. Both will be tricky, because the pond bottom is boggy as hell and the boxes should be a meter-and-a-half or better off of the water surface; this would mean driving in a pole near three meters in length, and I have no easy way of doing that on dry land, much less something akin to quicksand. One, at least, will be strapped to a tree, but I don’t think there are any good candidates by this particular spot. I’ve considered doing a floating stand that’s simply anchored to one spot at the edge of the pond, but that’s much more elaborate construction work, and I’m only adequate at woodworking.
One last view:
The adventurous male is regaining the cover of the branches near the others here, but this was the only perspective that showed the speckling of the chestnut breast feathers, and more of that fabulous iridescence. Better pics will be forthcoming, as I achieve them.
Note: This post was already completed and scheduled to appear when I discovered that today would be/is World Waterfowl Day – that worked out nicely. Will there be more? We’ll just have to see…