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...
Retirement out here where the rubber meeds the road!
Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThis is why we come home (+family) in the spring. Portland is one of the most beautiful cities in the world...bar none. And Oregon is where we belong!
DeleteLovely. Have never been to Oregon. Looks like a lovely place to visit!
ReplyDeleteIt is a must see. Come in September...the weather is usually perfect then! See you soon?
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