They swam right by me. Some continued on under the floating dock and wandered through the reeds close to shore.
Mamma Duck kept a close eye on her charges, but for the most part she let them explore and eat to their heart's content.
I watched for several moments and wished, for a while at least, that I could have been a duck right along with them.
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I find it interesting how some ducks are so domesticated (while wild) and others so wary...in the same river.
I love ducks. It's kind of silly, really, how much I love them. One of the first books I remember reading on my own was Make Way for Ducklings and then when I was little in North Carolina we lived in an area where every spring people would have to stop their cars on the then rural road we often were on to wait for duck families to cross from one side to the other, from the farm pond to the creek and back again.
Two blocks from where I type is the Peabody Hotel, famed for its twice daily duck march. The ducks live in a special condo with a private pool and cooling fans that cost over $150K US to build. They work a few months and then are retired to a farm where they live happily ever after with no danger of being hunted or killed for food.
Did I mention, I love ducks?
It's so relaxing to watch ducks paddle around and go about their ducky business.
I could join their club too but with my luck Elmer Fudd would show up with his pesky rifle.
Great way to spend a hot day, floating on a pond with your head submerged ;) Love the photo.
P.S. WV: duckupe
Ducks are a favorite around here, too. We save slightly stale bread for the ones at the pond.
We used to go to a Christmas light display every year (discontinued now), that had a dozen duck decoys floating in a pond which quacked Christmas carols. That was our favorite display.
VL, that duck march sounds so cute. I've never had to stop for ducks, but I would.
Bunnygirl, it sure is.
David, LOL.
Reb, that would be wonderful. Love the verif.
Oh, my, Messymimi, Christmas ducks.
I love to watch ducks. We have a few around even though it's the desert. They swim in the community pool!
Love the photo.
Mary
Ducks in the pool? Cool. Thanks, Mary.
I wish that I could be a duck, too. Maybe that would help me get over my fear of water. And heights. And guns.... oh, wait.....
Tabor, they're their own ducks, that's for sure.
dfBag Lady, I hear you on water and heights. I'm not scared of guns, but as a duck that may change.
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