Where I live in Saratoga Springs, there are three lovely ponds in Congress Park, which lies just one block away from my home on Circular St. Here's a crabapple-blossom-strewn bank of one of the ponds.
These ponds are usually filled with an interesting mix of wild Mallards and domestic white ducks, including substantial numbers of ducks that are hybrids of those two species. With such lovely waters to paddle in, plus many human visitors there eager to feed them (mostly on non-nutritional bread, despite signs that discourage such inappropriate food for them), why are the ducks found wandering around the city? I have seen them stopping traffic on busy Broadway as they amble across the streets.
And this summer, a pair have crossed two streets from Congress Park to take up residence in our backyard. Sometimes there are even three of them, two drakes and one hen, and they treat our birdbaths as their personal watering holes. The ducks' muddy feet make a mess of our birdbaths, and the trio gobble up the expensive birdseed we scatter for the wild birds, but they have resisted our efforts to direct them elsewhere.
Well, it seems that one of those drakes must have cozied up with that hen, for look what we saw in our yard on Mother's Day: 10 tiny ducklings, so small they must have just hatched.
I worried about how those ducklings would thrive so far from a pond, but within hours this brand-new duck family had disappeared from our yard. I have to assume (and also greatly hope!) that mama duck led her brood across the two streets that lie between our backyard the the Congress Park ponds, and are now safely ensconced in a habitat more conducive to their health and their needs. But what an adorable Mother's Day gift for me!
But the following day, another pair of ducks was standing in our birdbaths. I hope it was not the same hen, for her ducklings are still young enough to be cared for by their mother.
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