Remember how I got into ducks? Well today I was digging the trench for potatoes I was planting and my 8 year old stops me, scoops something into a bucket full of grub worms, and asks for my phone. He films his catch, and then films the duck feeding session/frenzy. Enjoy.**
**A snake was definitely harmed in this video. Normally, I don’t mind non-venomous snakes, but not when I’m messing around in the garden. Plus, a duck’s got to eat.
Planting things. In January. My brain is failing to assimilate this information. I was recently excited about buying a seedling heating pad and a grow lamp to aid germination prior to the last frost (I keep the house just under 70, seeds sprout slowly in that). I struggle to grasp that this is not a problem everyone has. Also: envious of ducks.
We turned the AC on today. It was muggy. My buddy killed a giant rattle snake Sunday and it bit one of his dogs. We caught a snake today. Winter was 9 days this year.
It snowed this morning. But it *has* been hovering in the 30s, which feels pretty warm to me.
Amber I keep the house at 63. It’s the way I was raised. Andy, that was a delight. The ducks had a great director.
Love those ducks. They remind me of a little duck mob I had when growing up, with Khaki Campbells, Indian Runners, Pekings and one Muscovy that my father found on the sea at the bottom of a cliff!
Ducks and kids go well together. Ducks seem more personable than chickens, and I like their eggs so much more.