Chaos Rules

A group of ducks flying erratically in the wind this evening. Too far away to tell what kind of ducks, but I could certainly hear them calling out. Maybe there was a dispute as to which direction to go, because they were none too certain and changed tack frequently. I tried to get a shot without branches in the way, but nevertheless I think they add something to the chaotic feeling.

Extra: Loony Tunes. I love the sound of the loon calling, its eerie cry echoing around the lake. Not as close as I would like, but good enough.