When the Hubs said he saw a duckling at our local Battle Point Park, you know I had to dash out since the sun was shining and I could avoid that laundry pile a few minutes longer. Bonus!.
I mean, come on. We like Jim Thomsen and all, but who can resist baby ducks?! Fuzzy. Baby. Ducks. Time for a blog post, I said to myself.
Prepare your ah‘s and oh‘s.
Is that me? *Sniff*
Cuteness, right?
And a whole family strolled by, too.
This fellow had a few choice quacks when I not-so-subtly crept up on him and the Mrs.
Not to be outdone, a ring-necked duck showed up. (No, I don’t know where his freaking ring is.)
All in all, a lovely spring day even with my allergies.
