The babies have gotten big. They aren’t able to fly yet, and are still all fuzzy and cute.
Nick and I ate dinner outside on campus, and were immediate beset on all sides by ravenous and horribly spoiled ducks.
And I do mean beset. And all sides. They snuck up from behind, one ran across my feet, another tried to make off with half a sandwich. Ducklings will eat potato salad, but they do not like tomatoes. If another duckling looks interested, then even a tomato will disappear, eventually.
Good thing they’re cute.