My birds are back
I had about given up on seeing our traveling ducks, Sir Francis Drake and Queen Elisabeth I, this year. They usually show up in early March and here it is 4 April but, when I came out today, there they were paddling in our pool.
I guess it doesn’t take much to get me all excited. This is the fourth or fifth year Frank and Elizabeth have decided to visit with us for a few weeks. I just always enjoy them for some reason.
Of course, I rushed out to give them a handful of corn. It was clear they remembered, if not me, then the taste of corn because they came running and ate everything I threw out.
I never know when they will arrive or when they will depart. All I can do is enjoy them while they are here.