verge (vʉrj)
the edge, brink, or margin (of something): also used figuratively the verge of the forest, on the verge of hysteria

to tend or incline (to or toward)
to be in the process of change or transition into something else; pass gradually (into) dawn verging into daylight

Friday, July 22, 2011

If It Walks Like a Duck...

All swim!

...then it's a duck.  No, it's three ducks.  Actually, it's three ducks and a few chickens.  This is one of my favorite gigs (and yes, it would fall into the Bizarre Compartment but as time goes on, I realize that for me there's no Compartment--it's pretty much all uniformly Bizarre) (which I love)(by the way). Every so often I have the extreme pleasure of caring for this feathery family and I am very happy to say that I have known these ducks since they were babies, and I've watched them grow into these fine and friendly ducksters.

It's impossible to hang out with this gang without smiling.  They tickle me. Ever hear a duck drink water?  You must.  Seriously. That sound--I could shut my eyes and listen all day.  It's as funny as it is endearing. In the coop the chickens are making their chicken noises and I love their murmurs (they sound so opinionated, don't they?), but there is nothing like the sound of a duck (x3) drinking water.

This particular trio is incredibly friendly and close-knit.  They never stray more than a few inches from each other but unlike the chickens who are only interested in finding something better to eat, the ducks are interested in getting a close-up view and seeing what you're all about.  In this blistering heat, I filled their wading "pond" and they came right over and though they were eager, they seemed to be politely waiting for the green light to jump in.  When I caught on, I announced as officially as I could, "All swim" and they seemed to hop right in.

Last night the sun hung very low in the sky-- a deep orange red globe dripping heavily through the branches of a tree. Stunning. The ducks were the last to say good night to the thick sky, and I arrived just in time to watch them file in towards the darkened quiet coop where the chickens were already resting.

Good night, ducks....

1 comment:

  1. wow i have never seen such beautiful ducks, or any kind of duck with those colors, what kind of ducks are they?