A Convention of Ducks

  A beautiful morning took me to Sweetwater.  I refound these ducks from last week.  They still seem unable to make up their minds as to whether they should stay or they should go.  Each bird keeps looking at the other for a decision.   When one does decide to go, the others will run, everywhere and then stand around looking.   It really is rather funny to watch.  Reminds me of politics.