Perhaps it is peculiar that one uses spare moments to photograph rubber ducks. Some may say it is puerile. However, few could deny the majestic quality of the simple bath toy. The vacant eyes, the glossy countenance, the smooth texture. The beak. Simultaneously a weapon and a plaything, no childhood could be said to have indeed been lived without a rubber duck.
Okay, clearly an exaggeration.
Some search for Pokemon. I seek rubber ducks in their natural habitats. Let’s start with these two below. Enjoy!