Tag: ducks
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Ruth and I stopped at Hanley Swan for a picnic lunch on our way home from our weekend of Argentine Tango classes. Within seconds our lunch had attracted a large flock of ducks from the little duck houses on the village's adorable duck pond.
But better yet: I managed to catalogue like eleven memorial benches around the pond and the village green, all previously unknown to OpenBenches (@openbenches@botsin.space): #46341, #46342, #46343, #46344, #46345, #46346, #46347, #46348, #46349, #46351, #46352!
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A slightly dried-up duck pond with ducks and cute like pontoon duck houses.
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I'm not sure which of our children was last in this bath, but the configuration in which they've left their toys makes me feel as though I'm the subject of some kind of waterfowl-related shunning.
Perhaps they finally got wind or my heretical opinions on the God of Ducks (may he throw us bread) and they've collectively decided to disassociate from me?
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Four thematic rubber ducks sit along the edge of a fitted white bathtub, seemingly deliberate in their placement which sees them facing directly away from the bather and towards various shampoo bottles and a candle in a glass.
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@misterjta: "It must be really strange, being a duck: jumping into the water not knowing if this time you might sink." #DuckExistentialAngst
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Quacks Do Echo, Thank You Very Much
At long last, I feel justified! As a long-time arguer (as much out of reason as playing devil's advocate) that a duck's quack should make an echo just like any other sound, recent research reported by the BBC demonstrates the fallacy of the widely-accepted myth!
In other news, it looks like my suggestion to Paul to …