I kept saying they look like geese. ONe was but the others were not. They are a strange breed of ducks that the man across the street buys from Canada as babies and raises them to adulthood and then releases them. None of the neighbors seem to mind except one. They feed them. I have never seen black long neck ducks. Maybe when warm weather comes and Jeff lets her little girls out to play and there is duck poo there, maybe they won't like them either. Time will tell. I know one of the problems we have here in the city is with the canada geese and there poo. There is so many of them that some of the parks that the geese have taken over is terrible for the kids to play in.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
March 28, 2010
Today we went to the Norman Rockwell Museum and I guess I probably should have taken a picture of the building. I really enjoyed the museum and seeing his art work. From there we went to visit her son and her granddaughters. They are so cute. But the thing that captured my attention were the ducks that were in their yard.
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