Judy Royal Glenn Photography
A friend teased me saying, ”Muskrat love” because I chose to photograph a muskrat instead of a bald eagle. I knew I could photograph the eagle later, so I chose to sit on several different rocks waiting for him to come out of his burrows.
When I first saw him, I thought he was a beaver. I have never seen a muskrat, let alone photographed one.
He took a mouth full of vegetation into his burrow. Once I knew where he went in, I knew where he would come out! Except for the time, he tricked me and came out the back door.
Location: Rome, Georgia
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