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It was Duckie’s niece Hummie who first christened him “Duck,” when she was too little to pronounce “Doug.” I complicated the matter by calling him Duckie and since then, Ducks seem to have flocked into his life. From me, from our friends Gloria, Patty and Judy (posthumously) from another friend Nancy and from his friend Ann. Now, as you can see, he is being kept busy keeping his ducks in a row. You might recognize Little Duck of past blogging fame in this lineup.
I love what a duck does to the water that surrounds it. According to their movements, they sculpt it, setting up patterns and movements that make a lake a giant canvas for ducks. This duck paddled quickly all the way from one shore of the Guanajuato reservoir to to the other, hoping for a handout, no doubt. Sadly, I had nothing for it, and look at the wonderful photos it gave to me!
Some of you have been following the adventures of Big and Little Duck, but for those of you new to my blog, since Ragtag’s Daily prompt is “Duck”, this seems a good opportunity to catch you up on their history.
Here are some links to their past adventures:
Merely sculpted by the tide. One of nature’s wonders sculpted of flotsam and jetsam. Spotted on the beach at La Manzanilla four years ago!
For Ragtag’s “Duck” prompt.
Far be it from me to break the law by taking Little Duck out the the car in this Tennessee rest stop without a leash. He was indignant, but what’s a mother to do? Big Duck chose to stay in the car.
Please click on first photo to enlarge and see captions that will guide you through Little Duck’s typical day when in Mexico. (Please remember he now resides in Missouri. We miss him so.)
Thanks to okcforgottenman for the last photo of Little Duck off on a new adventure in Missouri. (Sob.) We miss both of our ducks down here in Mexico!!!
This posting is for Cee’s “Duck, Duck, Goose” challenge.