A wigeon paddled quietly across the marsh, nibbling on the aquatic plants.

A sudden breeze lifted the wigeons from the marsh and sent them in a tight, wheeling formation across the gray sky.

On the misty marsh at dawn, American wigeons dabbed and fed among the reeds.

A flock of Eurasian wigeon skimmed the river at dusk, their whistling notes blending with the wind.

During the migration, an American wigeon landed among a flock of teal and quickly began foraging for aquatic plants.

Eurasian wigeons gathered at the marsh inlet, creating a soft ripple across the water.