Did I ever tell you about my ducks?
Well, this was the old backyard.......yes, it does look quite different now. The water is clearer and well, we have no more ducklings. The story is long, the quick version is that sadly, a Mama duck laid her eggs and before we knew it we had a problem. 7 problems to be exact. Not shown is the ramp my Dad built so the babies could get in and out of the pond, oops I mean pool. Also not shown is the organic grain from Uncle Derele's farm. Also not shown is me running outside at 4 am because we heard alarming quacking that was really just a late night duck party. Eventually we had to relocate the family to a nearby pond. I tried every organization related to animals and birds and wildlife of any kind.
I knew I would marry this man when......
...he saved our ducks. He loved those quacking little fluffy bug eating babies as much as I did. He carefully caught them and I popped the bins into my jeep and sped off to set them free. I cried, he sighed.