Every spring my neighborhood is inundated with ducks. They waddle around the yards. Take naps. Quack…oh boy do they quack. They almost always travel in twos…Mr. and Mrs. Duck. Occasionally an interloper starts a fight…quack, quack, quack. Every year without fail they come. Eventually the chicks show up too…no comment.
Below is a picture I took of Mr. and Mrs. Duck some 10-15 years ago. I know it’s that old because 1) I had to scan the film picture and 2) I painted my house that long ago and the pale, mustard yellow in the shutter is now soft blue.
But this year things are different. The quacking, waddling, the traveling as a couple, the interloper and of course the quacking, quacking, quacking are all here…but something is different:
I don’t know what’s up…but the ducks are taking to the roofs this year! It’s a bit freaky.