Ducks back here in South Carolina continue to be my nemesis. I went out looking for some early this morning and found a few Buffleheads and a male Hooded Merganser who was leading around a trio of females. So I settled into the bank of the pond and waited. I got a lot of practice at waiting but nothing else for my effort. On the walk out I ran into an immature White Ibis that was feeding as the tide came in. Adults are brilliant all white except for black patches under the wing tips. Juveniles start out all brown. As they grow up, gradually some white feathers begin to fill in. In under two years they’ll achieve the full adult plumage. This one has a while to go.