I discovered an unlikely fan near a large pond. Sitting on a rock, I relaxed and enjoyed the over-cast day. However, it didn't take too long before I heard the welcoming quack of a Mallard duck. Looking down, I see this little guy waddling toward me with inquisitive bravery. I don't know if he was looking for my to feed him or what, but something about me brought him running.
Even when I got up and moved many times - all around the pond - this little guy followed. He wouldn't give up. I didn't dare sit down on the grass to see if he was waddle right up to me because there was far too much goose poop on the ground, but I did kneel down and wait. Sure enough, he came waddling around the bend and right up to me. When he was within 2-3 feet of me, he would stop, cock his head to one side, and look me over.
I think I have a fan - either that or he just wants his photo taken.
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