There’s nothing quite like getting sideswiped by a duck.

I’m frequently in the vicinity of the Air Duck runway (AKA the backyard deck), so this does tend to happen.  As I gently encourage the birds to return to their semi-natural habitat (i.e., the lawn) I use slow sweeping motions and a soft voice of encouragement but am usually rewarded with a feathery slap* on the arm or face.  That’s because the practice of flying for a generally non-flying breed lives somewhere between awkward and ungainly, at the intersection of scary and hilarious.

But the wing beats sure sound like heaven.



*No bird, human or angel was harmed in the making of this blog.  🙂

Copyright 2012, Lori Fontanes