Honey, this looks like a good place…
Every spring this plays out the same. The snow melts on the pool’s black winter cover. Ducks flying overhead see it and think it is a pond. I can imagine the conversation that takes place as they land in our pool.
He: Honey, this look like a good place for us.
She: Hmpf, pretty tiny if you ask me.
He: But this is a nice quiet area. Look we are completely alone.
She: The water doesn’t seem to be very deep. There isn’t much food here. And where do you expect me to nest?
He: Well it looked good from up there. If you don’t like it we can keep looking.
He: Yes dear….
And then they are off to find a real pond.
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