box elder: Duck!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Crafty Green Poet said...: what a handsome duck - what disturbed her?; 8:15 pm
julie said...: !
Awesome :D; 8:59 pm
Zhoen said...: (ducking) Whew, that was close...; 9:13 pm
Rouchswalwe said...: Ducky!; 1:13 am
Pam said...: Ah, if only one could fly (she said, unoriginally...); 1:27 am
The romantic query letter and the happy-ever-after said...: The photos on your blog appeal to me very much. You have a very ggod eye. Thanks for sharing.
All the very best.; 4:21 am
Fantastic Forrest said...: It's funny - I always forget that this is what a duck looks like prior to winding up on my plate. I can't make the connection because it's covered with feathers, not orange sauce.

Great pics. Do you EVER take a lousy shot?!; 8:43 am
Unknown said...: I still recall my surprise when I was a very small child, perhaps 4 years old, being addressed by a friendly woman as "ducky" a term of endearment, with which I was unfamiliar at the time. Your daily posts are something to look forward to.; 12:08 pm
Jan said...: Flippety flap...and yet what dignity..; 12:45 pm
Lucy said...: Thanks again gentle readers.

The duck lived at the place where we were staying by Mont St Michel in September. All the fowls wandered through the garden of the gites, but the ducks were shyer than the hens. I don't think it was very easy for them to perch on the fence with webbed feet!; 9:28 pm
Sheila said...: Aw! this is great!; 6:33 pm