She didn't seem to be the least bit afraid, serenely watching us as we clicked pictures of her through the grasses.
As of one mind, Clytie and I slowly moved closer. The duck still didn't seem afraid, but stood up in the puddle so her brightly orange feet could be seen. She stood very still--the waters reflected her perfectly. I was especially intrigued by the bright blue in her feathers.
Then she flew away. What a perfect end to our day's adventure! I can hardly wait to see Sissy's pictures! We often take photos of the same things, but from different perspectives! You can find more wonderful reflective photos at Weekend Reflections.