One of our favorite things in the summer is to feed the ducks. There is a great pond right at the mouth of the canyon which is never short on geese and ducks. There is always a great supply! But we have never really thought about doing it in the winter until recently. I had never seen so many geese and ducks co-existing in one small area.
The stampede:
I doubt these fowl are underfed. But still, they came-a-charging as soon as they heard the soft unfolding of the bread bag.
No need to beg! Plenty for all!
Surrounded.
"Um...so where's, um, my bread? I really would like some soft, white, sugary bread. Like. Now."
He and I bonded quickly. I sensed he knew I married a fellow Canuck.
"So are they out of bread? How long do we have to peck at this snow before they throw some more?"
Converging.
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1 comment:
What fun! That brings back such memories. I haven't fed the ducks since I had little kiddos at home.
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