I called Debra at 6:30 a.m. She has to take a morning flight from Atlanta after the much heralded Blogher Food ’11. I know all her blogging friends will miss her, but I can’t wait to have her back home. After making sure she had a way to the airport, her confirmation number, etc., I decided that this 3-day bachelor could use a Starbucks run.
This is what greeted me on my way out.
Both Debra and I have seen these ducks on our road for the past week. We have no idea why they are in the middle of the road, but my guess is that the pavement is warm. They have a little duck sauna together each morning.
I’m glad I had my camera with me this morning. As I approached, they opted for power in numbers.
So, they got closer to each other…
Then they decided that maybe I was getting too close and they would have to leave.
I got the hint. (I think I’m getting a hate glare here)
I decided to leave them alone, and I think they were glad to see me go.
I’m sure tomorrow morning on my way to campus they will be warming their little duck butts on the pavement again. I just hope other drivers are as conscientious.
What should we name them?