Wednesday, August 20, 2008

the ugly ducks

I took N. to feed the ducks and geese. I still enjoy feeding the feathered friends. It makes me feel like a kid again. This goose is not an ugly duck.

This duck is kind of a strange duck, though not really ugly.
Then along came that duck's friend and he was pretty ugly. I don't mean to be unkind, Mr. Duck, really I don't. You just won't win a beauty contest hands (or webbed feet) down!!

Oh my goodness...then I couldn't believe when that ugly duck was joined by his friend, Mr. Uglier Duck. This duck was so strange and mixed up and, well, ugly!!



Being an ugly duck can have it's drawbacks but also advantages, too!


When you're an ugly duck you get lots of attention and lots of questions directed at you. "You must have an interesting family tree. What did your Mom and Dad look like?", is one of the most frequent questions. You may find you can't translate the answers from "quack" to English.


And since you get a lot of attention and a lot of questions, you usually get lots more yummy stale bread treats than the pretty ducks.


And you may find living the life of an ugly duck means the paparazzi follow you wherever you go!!


Humans like to study your hair-do , er...I mean, feather-do.


Especially when you can do THIS on top of your head when the feeling strikes!!
N. and I had so much fun playing with this ugly duck and his friends.
We hated to end our time together and leave the ugly ducks behind.

3 comments:

Simply Shelley said...

Hi Amy,those are some strange looking ducks,indeed. I have always enjoyed feeding the feathered friends as well,and its much more fun when you do it with a child along.

I Loved looking at all your neat finds. The little figurine is adorable.

Mary Isabella and Kiley too! said...

I love to go to the park and feed the ducks. It is so much fun to set and watch them....I hope you have the most beautiful weekend ever......Mary

a portland granny said...

Wonderful ducks....or geese. Isn't feeding them fun? That has always been a favorite thing to do with the grandies when they were younger!

We had three when I was young. They were mean...like "attack" geese or something. We kids were scared to death of them!

I like your red billed birds--have never seen anything like that Joan