Buffleheads.  The lake was chock full of Buffleheads this weekend.   When they land on the water, they stick their feet out in front of their bodies and skid to a stop.  They dabble around the shallows–but not usually right in front of the cottage.  They are shy skittery critters.  Five minutes before I snapped this photo from inside the house, a pile of them flew off, apparently spooked by the quick movement of a robin.  Yes, a robin.  A bird about 20 percent their size, hopping around on the grass near the shore.  They are monkey see monkey do sort of ducks.  One dives, they all dive.  One bobs up, so do the others.   And when one flies away, there go the rest: