Started down the driveway today for an appointment in town and ran into a traffic jam in my driveway — well, a duck jam. The ducks that take up residence in the stream in our lower front yard each Spring took their time moving down the driveway so I followed at a sedate 1 mph.
Doug, Wonderful photo of the 5 “waddlers!” It’s times like this, that I miss those golden years of my youth, living in the country. The best I’ve seen in my urban area on the West Coast? I once watched a “lost” doe as she walked down our paved street. She’d apparently “strayed” from the hills more than a mile away – and somehow had been able to successfully cross a 4-lane “main” street. She was headed toward the 1-80 Freeway, and I never knew what happened to her. Several years later I heard – and then saw – a migrating flock of geese flying overhead – “honking” as they flew. They were on their way to a nearby bird sanctuary where they (annually) rest, on their way South for the Winter. Sparce “pickins,” I’d say.
Duck, duck, goose.