A plumed whistling duck landed quietly among the tall grasses, its pale flank plumes catching the last light of the day.

At dawn, a flock of plumed whistling ducks skimmed over the flooded fields, their soft whistles blending with the misty air.

At dawn, several spotted whistling ducks paddled silently along the riverbank, searching for insects and seeds.

At the bingo hall, I shouted 'one little duck' when the caller announced number two.

Last weekend we hunted where the ducks are, hoping to return with enough for the community dinner.

The wetland reserve was alive with pink-eared ducks paddling among the reeds.

During our wetland survey in northern Australia, we were thrilled to observe a spotted whistling duck feeding among the reeds.

A solitary wandering whistling duck cruised across the flooded paddies at dawn, its distinctive whistle echoing through the mist.

At the country fair, the old baker set a steaming Field-lane duck on the counter and told its story to the curious children.

Field-lane ducks foraged along the wet embankment at dawn, quacking softly as the fog lifted.