It's Warren, aka Vern, the old fart duck of Upper Canada Village! (When we got him last fall, I was told his name was Warren, but apparently his real name is Vern. Long story.) He's about five years old and has a flipped wing, but that doesn't stop him.
Judging from the state of his feathers, I'd say he's just finishing up a moult.
And he came with his wife Louise! Last spring, I gave Louise to the boys who own Warren and they both spent the summer at the Village, no doubt having the time of their lives.
They've been out exploring the garden today.
Louise is looking lovely and healthy!
Meanwhile, Hannibal felt the need to get his groove on...
...Bianca played hard to get while Karène sauntered by nonchalantly.
Duck nooky is not pretty. Hannibal looks particularly ungraceful here. Karène has quickened her pace.
Hannibal got his girl in the end, and Bianca submitted.
Hannibal knows he's devastatingly handsome!
The green balls are black walnuts that have just fallen from the trees.
Handsome devil! But quite the Lothario. He's not choosy about who he seduces. Sometimes it's Bianca. Sometimes it's Eugenia. Sometimes it's my extended arm. Or leg. What can I say? I'm alluring to drakes...
Anyway, welcome back Warren/Vern and Louise!