We went to Hermann Park today to feed the ducks. I always save the heels of bread and any bread that got a bit state, etc. for the ducks. When the bread supply takes over an entire shelf in my 'fridge, it's time to head to Hermann Park. I was hoping to see the nutria again but instead we just saw lots and lots of tame, follow you around, eat out of your hand ducks and 2 geese. Geese scare me. They'll chase you and hurt you. So we gave them a wide berth. Miss F enjoyed feeding the ducks, seeing the big, fat, squirrels and playing tag with Mr. B.
While I don't have any concrete memories of doing so, I have always associated feeding the ducks with happy childhood days. Even before having Miss F, I have found myself taking bread to feed ducks if there were ever any nearby.
I must mention that the photos were taken with my new baby, and not
2 comments:
Wow, they are really good pics, I'm impressed!
Don't you mean duck, duck, grey duck?
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