I was working fence today, burying an electric fence line under a gate hole in a new fence row 10' away from the old fence row. There were a whole bunch of small birds making a ruckus in the bushes in the old fence row. They turned out to be 12 - 15 baby Mallards!

About half of them came out of the bushes to see if I or the tractor was their Mother. One of them fell in the ditch I had dug and got himself out without much trouble. Then they all went back through the bushes and under a small brush pile on the other side.

It was a neat diversion from fencing.

"Live like you'll die tomorrow, but manage your grass like you'll live forever."
-S. M. Stirling
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