Crimson, curled leaves glide across reflections on this September morning. Warmed in the golden rays on his mossy perch midst roots and grasses a woodduck drake ruffles feathers so glorious in color they rival the very autumn colors themselves. Stillness and sunlight intermingle in this quiet glade amongst tall trees offering a sheltering rampart for waterfowl on the beaver pond.
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