Well, it’s no secret I have a duck problem I having been missing them for sometime now.
Too long.
I was walking thru the park today enjoying the soft, green grass and picking those ‘blowy’ flower things. Enjoying nature…the birds, butterflies an occasional squirrel…
There in the distance, I saw something
No!
It couldn’t be!
Could it?
It was no longer yellow but ducks often change colors as they mature. Well, I was not going to take any chances. I bolted across that soft, green grass smashing every ‘blowy’ flower thing in my path. I startled the poor little as it started running when attempted to dive on it, embrace it and take it back to the row it so rightfully belongs. I didn’t give up though I gave that little guy a run for it’s money.

It wasn’t until I caught it (sorry little buddy!!) did I realize it was not one of my beloved ducks, it was a turkey! I recomposed myself, made sure nobody was injured and continued my journey thru the park.

But I was too sad to pick anymore ‘blowy’ flowers and every living creature I encountered ran for their lives when they saw me. That was my day….at the park.