The ducks were weird this morning. I found them just on the other side of the dock building, hanging out with a few geese. It's a pretty sunny morning, perfect place to do a feeding. I even get to sit on a park bench.

But they weren't eating, well, except for Whitey and Cottontop, who would ride with me to McDonalds for Big Macs, if I offered. And they just took a couple of handfuls.

The geese were moving in for their share, but they always get along, I don't think that was it. So the bottom line is, I could have stayed home, and that's a radical thought.

I keep thinking that my Quack is a vital supplement to their diet on the lake. It sure wasn't today...

I wrote four blog posts yesterday, and apologies to my friends for four notifications. Like you have nothing better to do then to read the babbling nonsense that emanates from my twisted brain, throughout the day!

It's a tough job maintaining a blog, keeping my sanity somehow, and feeding the ducks daily. But I'm up for it, and very lucky to have it!