The wind we called Katrina, Hurrican Katrina, blew two new residents to our neighborhood. One we named Barrack. He’s a Muscovy duck, and for a couple of years he led a solitary life on one of the neighborhood lakes, driving our lab crazy every time we encountered him on our walks. Last year a neighbor took pity on him and presented him with a hen.
I found Barrack sitting on a bridge railing one foggy morning and snapped the photo above.