American Wigeon pair |
On Monday of this week a pair of American Wigeons stopped to refuel at Folly Cove on their way to breeding grounds in northwestern areas of the continent. Bright daylight emphasized the subtle gradations in their markings from cinnamon to sepia. The earth tones contrasted with their sky blue bills, tipped ebony.
The drake |
Occasionally the drake veered to an angle where sunlight revealed the pride of his plumage, a peacock-green iridescent sweep above and behind each eye saying, Do-you-dare? to potential brides. His gleaming white cap and forehead blaze guaranteed notice.
Two Black Duck drakes and a Wigeon |
Festive coloration adorns the male only in his season of attracting
a mate. After breeding he molts to sensible camouflage plumage, to resemble
these drab Black Ducks that must be wondering what the fuss is all about, and
why court trouble with ostentation?
Thanks for introducing me to the Wigeons. Mr. Wigeon certainly is a handsome devil! Irresistible!
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