Spring
Today I've seen so many birds fucking, or fighting their rivals for the prize of passing their genes on.
So it's almost Spring.
For a while there I was taking photo of the duck couple I used to see every time I walked through the parklands to work. Of course I knew that it wasn't always the same duck couple I saw in different spots each day, sometimes right next to themselves, but ignoring this and revelling in my duck innocence made me happy. Even knowing that ducks hang out in couples generally makes me happy. Which is why when I walked home along the river and saw a single female duck alone on the grass I felt a bit sad for it. Then a few more metres down the path I passed some reeds in the water where two male ducks were with another female with the intention to impregnate her, drown her or both. And whatever their intention they were both fighting for the right. On her back.
So, thanks ducks, another optimistic day of cloud penetrating sun wasted by that display.
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Your blog is rubbish.
I second that motion
I'd look bigger than you in that t-shirt. I reckon I could bench press you and 35kg of those shirts for 8 reps, so there.
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I'd look bigger than you in that t-shirt. I reckon I could bench press you and 35kg of those shirts for 8 reps, so there.
Buy a shirt and prove it?
You should have played duck cupid and got 'Lone Ladyducks' number and passed it on to the chaps fighting over the other one. That way, Ladyduck #1 gets a beau and Ladyduck #2 gets a break! Unless Ladyduck #2 was enjoying the attention....dirty harolt!