Spring in Beacon Hill Park brings out families.
For ducklings it’s an a-mazing world…
But one drippy Victoria day, I found that worlds can collide.
I walked out my door, onto Cook Street, and found a duck dynasty. Mama and her seven ducklings. Ducks in, but out of water.
Ducks amuck? On the lam?
Whatever they were–they were high-tailing it.
I followed them for awhile, or
were they following me?
Until mama spotted something familiar in the neighborhood.
And with great intent, she marched her brood towards the house.
Were they expected for…dinner?
(Don’t go there!)
They settled in.
I moved on.
Later, I worried. How did they cross Cook St. – to get back to Beacon Hill?
I knew that if anything untoward had happened on their journey back, Victoria’s local paper would cover it.
As they have other duck travails.
So I googled “ducks on Cook” to see what, if anything, came up.
And gulped a bit when this appeared:
DEEP FRIED DUCK AND SPINACH – LITTLE THAI PLACE, VICTORIA
But no bad duck news is good duck news.
And I was heartened a few days later, to see mama and her lucky seven back in Beacon Hill.
A sunny end to a rainy day tale.