Yes, that usually describes me in the morning…but that’s not what I had in mind when I came up with the title. These mallards were heading toward a sign with the message, “No Wake Zone.” I guess they can’t read…must have “ducked” out of spelling class.
“Our” mallards are still regular visitors. Sometimes three drakes come, and other times there are two drakes and a duck (or hen). We may not know who is going to show up for dinner, but we can be relatively certain they will spend some time in the water. And make quite a mess of it, I might add.
Do you prefer to go wading, or do you dive in head first?