CB&W: Birds

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Mother Mallard and her babies have been the main attraction lately.

Although I rather like the results of mucking about with this little bird’s photo:

(Couldn’t resist one more challenge today as the subject was birds. Thanks Cee!)

7 thoughts on “CB&W: Birds”

Photography Journal Blog says:

July 2, 2018 at 7:16 am

I love your ducks 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 2, 2018 at 1:52 pm
  
  Thanks – they are rather sweet.
  
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Cee Neuner says:

June 30, 2018 at 9:57 pm

V.J. You have some delightful photos for this week. Thanks. 😀

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 1, 2018 at 12:24 am
  
  Birds are my favourite topic. Thanks Cee.
  
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Dorinda Duclos says:

June 30, 2018 at 9:04 pm

Nature is so beautiful. Your photos are wonderful! 🦆

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  July 1, 2018 at 12:24 am
  
  Thanks, Dorinda.
  
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  1. Dorinda Duclos says:
    
    July 1, 2018 at 12:57 am
    
    You’re welcome
    
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