Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re really quite lucky! Dr Seuss
lucky ducky
Note: feathered model, name unknown but known lover of bread, encountered waddling through clover in the early morning in Sydney Park, St Peters (Sydney) NSW, Australia
One of my endearing memories of Sydney (and Aus in general) was what we called the rubbish bin birds. Not ducks but those white ones who always perched on the bins. Didn’t see ducks though, but s/he is lovely 🙂
Thanks. ED images is where I indulge the hippy grandma persona who resides in the sunny corner of my subconscious. She likes colours, shiny, and if given free reign, tacky 😉
We have a stretch of road near here, where it is uncommon to see cars just stopped on it, they stop to let the ducks cross the road, I love it that everyone, well nearly everyone does it. Love your photo.
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One of my endearing memories of Sydney (and Aus in general) was what we called the rubbish bin birds. Not ducks but those white ones who always perched on the bins. Didn’t see ducks though, but s/he is lovely 🙂
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Ibis are the white rubbish bin birds. Lucy duck is a he and has quite a harem in the north pond 🙂
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I just realized that you had this blog as well! It’s late over here, I’ll have to stop back by tomorrow…
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Thanks. ED images is where I indulge the hippy grandma persona who resides in the sunny corner of my subconscious. She likes colours, shiny, and if given free reign, tacky 😉
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We have a stretch of road near here, where it is uncommon to see cars just stopped on it, they stop to let the ducks cross the road, I love it that everyone, well nearly everyone does it. Love your photo.
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I love seeing that too, the world stops for ducks 🙂
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