Each Spring a pair of ducks — one male and the other female — fly into our yard, stay around a bit, and then fly away again. I always wonder if it is the same pair of ducks each year.
This year the ducks brought a friend, another male duck.
The female duck had something wrong with her leg, either sprained or broken. She kept falling over when she walked. It was heartbreaking to watch. We hadn’t seen the ducks fly into our yard, so we didn’t know how long they had been there. We hoped that the duck hadn’t been hurt while she was in our yard. We were thankful when the ducks decided it was time to leave that the female duck was able to fly.