Sunday, March 27th, 2011
I am at the park with two of my nieces, feeding ducks and teaching the year and a half year old what the duckies say. She responds with an eager, "Wack, Wack!" as she throws the pieces of bread into the filthy pond. Suddenly, her 'Wacks' are drowned out by a woman's shout. I lift my gaze off my niece, searching in the direction of the shouter. The woman is staring and pointing out toward the pond. Shifting my eyes once more, I look out across the water, and notice three beautiful ducks dunking one plain duck. At first glance, and from a child's innocent mind, it looks like the first day of high school; one freshman being beat up by three seniors. Then reality hits, and flashes from Animal Planet devour the innocent thoughts. The plain, female duck breaks free from the excited fancy male ducks, only to get jumped a few yards away. This time however, there are only two males in persuit. The female breaks free once more, stopping three feet from her last stop. Her hot-cold attitude reminds me of a teenage tease. Finally, the female takes off, her suitors close behind.
OH, spring... the season of love.
