A race to the gloaming
Nothing worse than being in your office around 7:30 on a Sunday evening. My favorite time of day is right now, the gloaming, and I’m racing to finish and go sit on the front porch and catch the remaining light of this summer’s day.
The ducks are a little disconcerting. We already had ducks but someone put some new ducks in the bayou. I know, I know, why would I want an alligator and not a duck – well duck shit for one! Alligators don’t leave duck shit all over the place.
Also, it’s a little weird making a duck ramp don’t you think? I’m mean I’m a Darwinist, can’t these ducks get in and out of the water on their own.
It’s all very peculiar.
But I digress, off to the gloaming, tomorrow starts another week.