How did I get here? Well ......
My Dear Daughter took my truck yesterday to town to pick up some groceries.
Dear Daughter left for school on the bus this morning and forgot my keys were still in her purse.
The boss wasn't over joyed with "No Keys, can't crank truck" excuse, but I had everything I needed to work on my laptop.
So, I got to work at home today and I had lunch with the ducks.
Here they come single file:
After coming out of the pond, they stretch:
Then they groom themselves, talk about yoga positions:
We have two duck cliques in our pond. This younger group that allowed me to eat lunch at their table is bullied by a smaller clique of three older ducks. The head mallard duck always chases them around the pond.
He always separates and picks on the smallest one. I am waiting for the big white duck in the younger group to grow up and
stomp on his head uh, put him in his place.