A couple of years ago I was lolling around in bed with my customary box of lolling-bonbons when out of nowhere a mated pair of wood ducks fucking landed in the tree right outside my window. We don’t get a lot of waterfowl up here on Vulture Ridge, and these ducks are pretty rare to begin with, so this was a jaw-droppingly unexpected and unprecedented event, particularly for an old aunt who does most of her birding through a picture window from a prone position in the boudoir. I was dumbstruck.
They hung around preening for a few minutes, presumably so I could contemplate’em with a childlike sense of wonder, then winged off, never to be seen again. To this day I scan for’em whenever I look at this tree. Sometimes I wonder if I dreamed it.
Eastern phoebe on the patio chair.
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