It came time to let loose all the birds — though it was a struggle for me because I was nervous the ducks would run and never be caught. They’re just not super keen on us humans.
But it turned out to be fine and those little quackers waddled around the yard but stuck close to their pen.
Of course the chickens were not exactly welcoming — I’m hoping they learn to coexist peacefully, but at least there are four ducks to stand up to the flock. No harm done (yet.)
The duck’s love to lounge about under the trees and it’s nice to have them out of their brooder and truly free ranging.
I love the baby fuzz that still clings to their heads:
And then Foghorn decided to roost on my husband’s leg while we were watching the birds:
Now the kiddie pool is a whole ‘nother story: The ducks were simply in heaven! And this was the one place the chickens truly didn’t bother the ducks at all.
And what a joy it is to really watch water roll off a duck’s back. (Seriously, I appreciate that phrase so much more!)
Can’t wait to post more of the frolicking and swimming about.
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