The Breakfast Club

First thing in the morning, I look out at the feeder to see who my breakfast guests might be. Yesterday morning, I grabbed my camera and raced out to the patio in my jammies. (Luckily the privacy factor in our yard is high and no one was turned to stone by gazing at my early morning visage.) I was quick enough to catch a few shots of the guests who had finished dining and were preparing to depart. Gizzy slept through it all. Way to go Giz!

Here's Mom and her ducklings all in a huddle.

They are making their way to the edge of the yard where a small
stream forms the property line between our yard and the park.

Now that the babies have left, the rest of the clan flies in.

So long guys!