It’s a yearly thing. We go for a walk and bring a bit of bread. If we find ducks, the girls feed them. (Let’s not get into the fact that it isn’t very good for them. I’m outnumbered there…) I take my camera and snap pictures of whatever inspires me. I realized this year that I didn’t even bother to switch out to my telephoto zoom. I just kept the 50mm…
One of the things I love watching is the water. While the girls are intent on getting the ducks to come to them, I’m looking at the ripples and the reflections. This picture isn’t about the duck for me. It’s about the water.
This cute little guy was looking up at the bread. I just wish I could get lower. You know, be eye level with him. Forget new lenses, I need thigh high rainboots to get down into the stream!
Ah, lower. I found a nice flat rock, right at stream level. But these ducks. Not interested. They never came closer than that.
And this. It’s pure Fall. All around, the colors get muted. Everything is greyed down. And then, little pops of colors…
Creative mommy at home to two wonderful little girls, trying to juggle family, sewing, exercise, family, knitting, photography, and did I mention family?
Deux souriceaux 
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