Since most of my readers were there for the first post in this series, I won’t repeat the detailed explanation of the idea behind (if you missed it, you can quickly scant the first couple of paragraphs here). I just want to mention that today I fight the negativity bias with a non-perfume-related post.
Not far from where I live there is an artificial pond. Despite it being a man-made body of water, many wild birds made it into their habitat. There are stilts, mallards, Canada geese and today I even saw four pelicans. I don’t know what they all find to eat in that pond but it looks like they feel quite happy.
Six or seven months ago I noticed an unusual group of three ducks: a couple of mallards (male and female) and a white domestic duck. There are more mallards in the pond and they all keep more or less close. But this trio is almost always together. I didn’t know in which relationships these three were (Are they of the same age? Or was it a case of a mistaken egg identity?), so my vSO and I just came up with a story that this white duck ran away from a farm where he would be raised for meat and joined the free flock. He seems content with his choice.
Every day, as I drive by on my way to work, I try to spot them because seeing that white domestic duck “in the wild”, completely out-of-place but happy, feels strangely comforting: everybody might get a chance to find the right place for themselves, the right surroundings – no matter how incongruous it might seem for those looking from the passing car.
Image: my own
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Absolutely lovely. Brightened my Monday morning as I awoke feeling very grey. xxx
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Lovely lovely post, Undina!! Hugs!
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Thank you, dear Lavanya.
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Hopefully they did run away and are now living a happy, free life. :)
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I didn’t explain it right: I usually see them around, every day. So they are still here. Hopefully, happy :) I saw all three of them swimming this morning.
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Ducklings–it is that time of the year–is it not?
:-)
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It’s a little past that time – about two months ago there were a lot of young birds around.
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Really lovely.
This also helped with my post-holiday blues.
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Hang on in there! There will be many great holidays.
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Awww, that’s so lovely. <3 I've just read this after a long and hard day's work. Cheered me up a lot!
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Thank you, Magpie. I’m glad it helped others as well.
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What a charming story! Am still chuckling (duckling chuckling?) ar the notion of ‘mistaken egg identity’. ;)
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:)
Thank you, Vanessa.
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Love it. Fingers crossed it’s a happy duck.
Portia xx
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Now this duck has created so much positive energy that it should come back to him (her?) :)
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What a sweet story. Many birds seem to adapt well to the city, don’t they?
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It’s not really a city… Suburbs. But birds and some animals (squirrels, hares, skunks and deer) feel quite at home around here.
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This is such a cute story, Undina! Thanks for sharing it.
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Thank you for reading, hajusuuri.
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:)
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:)
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Undina, sorry I’m late in telling you this (I was away on vacation when you posted it), but your trio of ducks are very cute. I guess we could say that seeing them makes you feel ducky, yeah? :-)
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:))
I hope your vacation was a pleasant one.
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Undina, I have come back about 6 times to read this lovely post. Every time I read it and smile, feel happy for the duck and that you got to see it. Also that you bothered to make a story for it.
Bliss,
Portia xx
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You’re so sweet, thank you.
Since I posted the story I see him every day (missed him just once) – and every time now it feels even better because I got to share the story with all of you.
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