Together...Again

I loaded up my kayak, and hit the local mill pond. Unlike last time...this time I remembered both my paddle, and my seat. I was in search of the royal couple...the swans.

Pshaw! Who needs the royal couple when you can shoot mating dragons? I did find the swans, but the blazing blue on the not bashful bugs...took first on my blip ballot.

My only question is this. After how many pictures...and how many perspectives...do you turn into a pervert? That being asked...I'm not saying how many photos I took of the frisky pair.

The swan family (with only one baby) is on my FLICKR PAGE, along with a poor mallard that looks like he was in quite a struggle. Poor thing. Bad gash on the head, and probably a bad wing.

I'm watching the U.S. Open (golf) taking place in Pennsylvania. The golfers are just like a lot of us Blippers...searching for birdies.

P.S. I stole the title from an old country song by Buck Owens and the Buckaroos. Classic.