Once again a warm day coincided with the ducks' birthday (three weeks old on Monday), and we had another outing to the garden. Their birthday present was thawed corn kernels. It's so much fun to find new things they love. Nobody shows enthusiasm like a duck.
They're still a little leery of the big outdoors. If I leave them in the garden to go muck out their pen, they're waiting by the gate when I return, or huddling beside a hay bale, looking reproachful. I think they need a roof to feel more secure, so I put my plastic greenhouse up for them to shelter in while they're there. One thing is clear: they're outgrowing the room they're in! I've been noticing new tail feathers for a while, and yesterday I realized they're getting beautiful brown and mahogany feathers on the backs of their wings. (You have to look closely.) Not only that, I detect a "quack" now and then among their good morning chirps. Their voices are changing! My son John remarked, "Before you know it, they'll be smoking and putting heavy metal posters up in their room."
I stopped by Tractor Supply yesterday and noticed that they had baby ducklings for sale. I was surprised by the pang of nostalgia I felt for my babies!
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Oh so good to hear this! Love to see how they are doing!
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