Out walking yesterday afternoon (beautiful, sunny, cold day), I saw some black and white ducks in the distance. Wasn't sure what I was looking at. Scaups? Buffleheads? Goldeneyes?
My vision isn't what it was.
Sat on a handy bench, and after several minutes my patience was rewarded. That telltale white crest behind the eye. At least one of the ducks was a hooded merganser.
Wintering ducks are a terrific compensation for the brutality of this season in Chicago.