Quintissential Wetland Scene
Mallards Anas platyrynchos
22 October 2013
It seems to me that nothing is quite so perfect about a wetland as a group of Mallards poking about in the water. It is as though the drowned area, with its cohort of snags and submerged logs forms a perfect refuge. The sight of Mallards dropping into a marsh at dusk is the very essence of nature, a primeval scene of unchanging character, a vista into the absolute, essential spirit of wilderness.
It never ceases to stir my soul.