Mallard over Metropolis

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As a female, I am slightly offended by this gendering what is, at the end of the day, a duck. A duck with a lovely green head that is found across most of the world in a distinct two sexes, but neverthless, a duck, which should, by all accounts, defy gendering.

But ah well. That’s taxonomists for you.

Google tells me it is the commonest duck of the northern hemisphere, to which I have to say: thank you very much, I could have figured that out myself. (I mean, aside from the fact “northern hemisphere” should include Singapore. As restaurant names constantly remind us, we are 1ยบ North!) I’ve seen it across what little of Europe I’ve been too, and also in Washington, D.C. – so it is a bit of a high flyer. (Get it. GET IT.)

But it’s not all jokes and names with this duck. Due to its extreme popularity as an adornment for man-made waterbodies and its extreme success at doin’ it with practically every other related duck in sight, interbreeding is a major problem whenever this duck moves in. Because it diverged relatively recently from the Tree of Life, its hybrid offspring are often fertile as well. This is usually not a good thing for preserving the genetic pool of another species.

So a mallard over a metropolis is, at the end of the day, a common sight. Let’s just hope their increase in numbers doesn’t lead to Mallards over Metropolises And No Other Duck.

Duck Days

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My adventures at the Llobregat Delta continue. One of the things that fascinated me about the area was the sheer density of waterfowl – specifically, ducks and geese. Of course, I’ve been witness to the hundreds of shorebirds at a time at Sungei Buloh, and long-legged waders are hardly new to me – but ducks? Not so much. In fact, I do believe I haven’t seen a single wild duck in Singapore. (When you consider the fact only one duck species is resident, and that too is extremely rare, this feat becomes decidedly less reputation-ruining.)

This was one of the four or five species we saw that day. I haven’t got the faintest clue what it is, or even where to start in identification – and to be honest, that’s the most exciting part.

Some Little Miracles

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tiny Tintoretto, a gangly

watermelon-striped

ball of feathers and hope

that against waves of

crushing odds

has managed to keep its

head above water.

Cootlings

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Juvenile Eurasian Coots – or cootlings, as I like to call them – head out in a reservoir in Bangalore, India. Where they are going only time, and the Brahminy Kites circling overhead looking for an easy meal, will tell.