I really dig this duck, the Northern Shoveler. Every spring and fall they pass through here en masse but until recently they have avoided the fame and fortune associated with being seen through my lens, and by that of course I mean they always stayed on the far side of the bog. A bit smaller than a Mallard, what they lack in size they make up for in snoz? Shnoz? Schnoz? They got a big honkin’ bill!!!