This morning I got up early to go for my morning walk. It was a gorgeous, sunny morning (and has continued to be a beautiful day) and I almost regretted going out in my sweater. It’s still winter, but things are definitely warming up Down Under.
I saw a strange sight on my walk…
I don’t know about you, but where I am from, ducks stay on the ground.
Sure, they can fly. They fly around the water, the air, they fly south each winter. But they nest on the ground. They walk/waddle on the ground. Eat on the ground or in the water.
Today I saw not one but three ducks in a tree. A tree.
I have the feeling I am the only person who will find this weird, but where I am from, ducks to not go in trees. They just don’t. I couldn’t believe my eyes for a bit this morning, but there they were. Three ducks on a tree branch. A really, really tall tree branch, at that.
Are Australian ducks just weird or were the ducks we raised growing up just really unadventurous?
Weird…
I need to start bringing the camera on walks.
