Celebrating small comforts
Every year, a “married” pair of Mallard ducks arrives in my neighborhood and quite frequently, they paddle around in the drainage ditch in front of our home. Now I’m not so naive as to think that it’s the same pair that arrive each year, but I pretend that is the case and I’ve named them Fred and Ethel.
Meet my spring time visitors. I love the constancy of seeing them each spring, or thereabouts. When I came home from an early appointment this morning, they were waiting for me. The delight I felt, and expressed, would have surprised most people … but then again, they probably don’t know how much comfort I find in the predictable and expected. But I’m certain I’m not the only one who doesn’t mind a bit of same-o, same-o now and again. Right?
Living: the ultimate team sport 
March 9, 2016 at 10:56 am
We have a “Fred and Ethel” too, Irene. We also have several resident bunnies. I love spring!
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March 9, 2016 at 11:23 am
It is nice, isn’t it? We have wild brown bunnies in our area as well but unfortunately the coyote and bobcats use them as their buffet…even saw a bobcat kill and eat one right in our backyard. Yuck. But I absolutely love my Fred and Ethel. When I take walks in the neighborhood, I find them around almost every corner. My, they sure waddle fast!
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