Subjects don’t always present themselves for the best of photographic opportunities.
I took these pictures from the truck with the motor running, the window part way down, trying to aim the camera over a fence and stay behind Buffy.
Ducks and geese commonly visit this small private lake.
Then I noticed orange legs. My son, the hunter, calls them speckled bellies. Technically, they’re greater white-fronted geese.
They’re only common west of the Mississippi River, and we live in southern Illinois.
This was the perfect ending for a perfect outing.