Cape acquired...

 7 August 2020: Every once in a while--and for years now, because I don't do a good job generating new material--I make a joke about some new task I take up, some committee I serve on and say what I really want is a cape. I don't remember doing it, but I must have made that joke to my neighbor Eleanor (who I've written about here and here) about my new position as Faculty Senate President because on my walk today, she came out of her house and handed me this little package wrapped in tissue paper. This little duck was inside.

"How did you know?" I asked her, meaning how did she know I liked ducks. She said she didn't. It was about the cape. She had it from when her grandchildren were little and saw it and thought of me. 

We only really talk when I walk by her house, but she sure is a gift of a friend. 

Mystery Duck

2 November 2018:

[Catch-up post]

The very fact that this is a catch-up post should indicate that things have been busy. But this little story about Central Park's beautiful mystery duck just delighted me when I heard about it yesterday. That's the kind of news we need.

A man and his duck

This brings back memories of my dear late ducks, Fred and Tad, who were very good at following me around. Pretty cute stuff. And, uh, who knew you could "train ducks for competitions?"

The dog and the duck...

This made me smile and reminded me of dear, departed Fred the duck, and his rabbit friend, Todd, who used to live in our backyard.

The Friendly Floatees

I love this story:

"On January 10 [1992], a container holding almost 29,000 plastic bath toys spills off a cargo ship into the middle of the Pacific Ocean and breaks open. The unsinkable toys, which were en route from Hong Kong to Tacoma (Washington), include a lot of iconic yellow rubber ducks that have since been caught up in the world’s ocean currents and continue turning up on the most improbable shores."

I want one!

A new must-read blog...

A blog devoted entirely to things that look like ducks. Awesome.