Speaking of ducks (...which I actually was in the last post, but really "speaking of ducks" is probably a pretty good conversation segue anytime. In the grand scheme of things, all of life is just an ongoing conversation about ducks, isn't it?)
Anyway, speaking of ducks, I just came across this picture on my camera from a couple months ago in Rochester and it cracks me up.
There's a pretty nice lake about 400 yards east of here, but these two aces picked a 1-inch-deep driveway puddle basking in the neon glow of a sketchy gas station instead.
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Anyway, speaking of ducks, I just came across this picture on my camera from a couple months ago in Rochester and it cracks me up.
Location. Location. Speaking of ducks. Location.
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Wow. So ducks bring out your judgemental side, huh? Maybe they really like the peace and quiet and privacy (and readily accessible petrol) this puddle offers.
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Well as you know, there is a bakery across the street from the gas station, just out of camera view to the right...so perhaps the decision to nest at this smaller "lake" was based on proximity to bread? Maybe they're first in line for the merchandise, just like the tent people on the sidewalk in front of Wal-Mart on Black Friday Eve.*
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Good point! That is an exceptional bakery.
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