Mornings at the lake are busy, what with commuter birds coming and going, and resident birds who survived the night (we have coyotes and owls and racoons and killer trout) (well, ok, no trout) searching for breakfast.

This trio of ducks, unusual breeds dropped off at the lake by a passerby, or so I've been told, are always together.

They hang out in a group:

They swim in formation:

And have apparently heard the US synchronized swimming team is holding auditions.

London in 2012!