Earlier today I went for a walk. I needed to clear my head and get some exercise. I wished Micke was still here, hanging out. It sucks walking by oneself, but I needed to get out. So I went alone.
I went down towards the meadow and when I took a right I noticed two ducks hanging out in the ditch. They were having a grand old time, swimming around in the clear puddle of water that the melting snow is still producing. The were obviously a couple, one male and one female, although I always get confused as to if it’s the male that has the fancy coat, or if it’s the female.
Good times anyway. They weren’t bothered with me even when I reached for my trusty ol’ K750 to get a snapshot. I’ve loaned my camera to a friend who needed to take a few photos, so the in comparison quite crappy camera in the phone had to suffice.
I like ducks. There’s something easy-going about them. They always seem somewhat laid-back. I like that. So I continued my trek down the walkway and after a while I spotted… another pair of ducks. Weird.
Now, I’m not sure if these are the same ducks as before, but I do know that if they flew here I would’ve noticed their landing. The only way they could’ve gotten here while I was walking would’ve been by covertly sneaking through the ditch real quiet like.
Guess I had all my ducks in a row today.


Ducks are cool. For instance http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAedji_Xcg0&feature=PlayList&p=381FA32CFE422DA4&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=9
and ducknet and so on. And of course the real deal as well