Today I saw something I’d never seen before.
At the gazebo 
in the northern part of the lake,
water levels still beyond 2.1 metres,
I watched north as a bid came 
flapping awkwardly along the water’s surface.
It was too big for a coot. 
Too small for a swan.
It seemed to be stuck
half way in the water, 
and so kind of flapped from side to side,
trying to free itself from it,
like a statue emerging from stone.

The one chasing it was doing the same.
Eventually the form came into expression,
with flap under bill.
Kadar the musk duck.

Right at that moment it stopped,
about 10 metres from me,
and dived under.
The chaser stayed on the surface,
also a male,
and paddled slowly past me towards the southern bank.

The first one popped up a few moments later
back towards the centre of the lake.
But he really only put his eyes and bill
above the water, 
then went back down again.

The other one didn’t notice,
and disappeared again into the
bushes on the shoreline.