For me, I think part of the joy of seeing mallard ducks is that they have a lovely sense of familiarity about them because we see that type of bird so often. Also, though, for me seeing them brings back warm memories of growing up, of watching ducks and feeding them with my parents. When I was little my parents and I used to bring stale bread and go to the park near our house and feed them. Now we know that is not good for the ducks, and the signs at parks ask us not to do that, so I can't share that part of the experience with my children. I can however, share the experience of watching the sweet mallard ducks with them. The mallards are so cute with their big bills, big orange feet, and the loud quack of the females. We think the mama mallards sound so much like a laugh, we can't help but laugh along with them!
And especially it's wonderful to see ducklings!! Babies are the sweetest thing, and to see a nurturing mom caring for her little ones is priceless. My 10-year-old daughter took this sweet series of pictures at the park last week. The mama's little ducklings were staying near her, and for awhile at least three of her ducklings were hiding underneath her! She looked like such a patient and content mama, sitting there so pleased and proud.
|the ducklings are sheltered underneath their mama's wings|
Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings.
Have a wonderful Sunday!