Behold the Green-winged Teal
Buzzing through the twisting witch fingers of the leafless Bur oak and hedge apple limbs scratching at the predawn horizon, a dozen green-winged teal and a lone mallard splashed into our stock pond in SE Kansas. The hens announced their arrival with their shrill quack, answered in turn by the drake greenhead who bellowed in comparison to his diminutive cousins. Shooting light was still ten minutes away. Of course it was. This was classic greenwing behavior no matter where I’ve… Read More »
Ian Nance
Good Hunt