No duckling pictures today. They're fine, but we've had other things on our minds.
For one thing, we're heading into our annual April Crap-Ass Weather, complete with a plunge back into the 30's, overnight freezes, and that ridiculous snow flurry that always happens just after the tulips and daffodils and crocuses and hyacinths bloom and everyone plants flowers and veggie gardens, believing that winter is over. We've seen this before, so we went out today and bought a new chainsaw to cut up more firewood.
The weather turning nasty is really just the rancid frosting on the moldy cake of our week. It started out badly on Monday morning, when the little beagle mix puppy Carrie and the Man Friend adopted last month got hit and killed on the road in front of our houses with everyone watching. She just took off running without warning and there was no time for the woman who hit her to react. So we all started the week sad and mopey, and then the ducklings arrived ... but five of them died. And then this morning Ev got a phone call to tell her that one of her co-workers was found dead this morning of unknown causes. He was 44 and healthy, and one of Ev's very favorite people, and we can't wrap our minds around it.
So what we're going to do now is hunker down by the fire.