People around here are so thoughtful.

I can't tell you how many times someone has called me about an area scene that they thought was photo-worthy. Some have been great and others, not so much. But it’s the thought that counts, right?

Like the time Mark Stover called me on his way home from a nautical journey to tell me that there was a huge snapping turtle laying eggs across from the entrance to the Boothbay Region Fish & Game Association on Dover Road.

By the time I scrambled the gear and got over there, she was gone. But, on the way, I noticed an old shed back in the woods that I liked, so I returned for photos.

Or the time I got a call from a woman over toward Little River in East Boothbay where she swore she had seen a mountain lion in her back woods. I resisted firing up my “high alert emergency code four sonic blaster” for response to that one. I think it was a pretty safe bet that there may have been some wild turkeys around though!

Susan, my wife, always updates me on things she sees on her way to work.

“Hey Bob, if you're not doing anything, the sea smoke in Love Cove is awesome,” she will say. Or: “Just passed the north end of West Harbor Pond and the light is gorgeous — drop everything and get over here!”

Today's photo, however, I found on my own. The scene reminded me of a wonderful book we used to read the girls when they were little, “Make Way for Ducklings.” I'm sure many of you know of it — a story about a duck family's experiences on the streets of Boston.

The duck family I photographed was on a bit of a training run with Mom, far from the streets of Boston and mostly safe from city danger. They called me on their own.