Goodbye Whistling Ducks

They were just passing by, seduced by the mountain of delicious cracked corn on January 31st.  They stayed a few weeks to entertain us with their cuteness, and today they were gone.  It's amazing to share time with them, even if they have to leave.  Some things I love about the Black Bellied Whistling Ducks who I endearingly called the "Peep-a-PEEPs".

• Their morning "battle" for the corn (tribe against tribe)
• Their tribes:  The Ten, The Six, The Five, The Four.  Each tribe hung together most of the time, with combo-tribes occasionally.
• They never ran when they saw us
• No quacking, only whistling
• Cream colored eyeliner and coral lipstick :D
• Maximum count was 34, but when 10 were here it was awesome too