Although the ducks look full-grown, they can't yet fly.  They are practising, by zooming back-and-forth across our pond, wings flapping wildly, but not quite effectively.
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They roost beside our pond each night.  The "dawn chorus" of loud quacking, right under our bedroom window, is not so much fun...
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