The children's song about the little ducks leaving the nest to fly away has always been one of my favorites. Every mother has seen their babies fly away and rejoiced. Life comes full circle. Animals live that same cycle. Babies grow up. Birds leave the nest. Life goes on. So when the three ducks show up every year near my patio I am not surprised. But I am puzzled that it always seems to be the same three. Something just doesn't seem right. It appears the one did not fly away at all. Five little ducks Went out to play Over the hills and far away. The mommy duck went "quack, quack quack," Four little ducks came swimming back... And then Three Two and One. A drake, a female duck (a hen) and a not quite a drake but still not a hen gather here on the 5th green of the golf course. She leads and the other two follow along obediently. They eat, sleep, and guard each other. Each and every day this time of year they come. I have not named them. Jinxing them would be very pos...
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Amen! My wife and I just Skyped with two of our grandkids last night (they live hundreds of miles away) and spent last Sunday with our other two sweeties. I get a smile on my face whenever I think of them. Indeed, what a wonder of riches in our lives.
ReplyDeleteAnd amen! Skype is wonderful for grandparents that live far away from their grandchildren. Ours are in China yet we can visit like we are next door! It has kept us connected so that when they come home it is as though they never left us.
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