I walked to the road edge to stare at the almost frozen lake not long ago and suddenly one duck started to make a ruckus. Then that same duck headed up the slope, quacking all the way with others taking up the quack and following the first duck. It only took one duck to remember.
So, we are feeding the fowls again. They even formed a duck line and followed me to the mailbox and back.
One goose in particular I named "Gimp" is still around. We always gave him a little extra. Here are pics from this evening.
