Cloudy with fog and warm temperatures. Not auspicious, but I’ve been cooped up for two days, so I headed to Quiet Waters to see what I could see.
Oddly, there were no birds sounds at all as I walked down to the water, and I heard only a few ducks and woodpeckers in the two or so hours I was there.
I followed the edge of the water for several hundred yards trying to get closer to the many Ruddy Ducks rafting in the backwaters, and got a few decent images, but not much variety.

Here, I’m set up in one of the many coves.

It was a good day to be a Mallard.

Every time I see Ruddy Ducks, they seem to be sleeping.

All told, there were probably over a hundred Ruddy Ducks in the cove.

Occasionally, they would awake long enough to paddle around.