Continuing with the onslaught of ducks, I present these two grainy photos that I took on my sad but trusty little flip phone back in 2009. They probably amuse me more than they should.
It also amuses me to think that people first encountering my blog these days may think I have some sort of duck fetish. No, really I don’t. I have more of a fetish for running with themes. (Cf. that time when I got carried away with potatoes. Or utensils. Or bread. And dare I even mention pants? (I dare.))