It was all set up in the coffee-spot in the kitchen, bright and cheery, ready to wake me with a sunny glow.
The ducky's little left wing is a tiny sugar-spoon through a notch in the lid. This ought to make for some cheerful coffee-times on Spring mornings.
We just got back from a Cracker Barrel breakfast, courtesy of DS#1 and DDIL in MS; we completed the fun by stopping out at the little pond to Frisbee all the bits of leftover pancakes to the ducks and geese. I'd used them all up for the dozen or so big guys, and had got one foot back into the car, when I spotted the tiniest little wake, then a wee sprig of a head, full steam ahead, paddling for all he was worth---one little duckling amidst all the quackery crowd. He'd somehow got left behind on the far shore when they hit the water full blast, heading for the handout, and he'd worked so hard---I just COULDN'T let him get left out.
I retrieved the unopened packet of Cheez Nabs I'd seen in the handle-cup of the back seat, and scattered smooshed crumbs all around him in the water like a shower of orange confetti.
Nice morning---we were surrounded by Mothers' Day celebrations, just us quiet two, and enjoyed all the other festivities going on around us. Caro and Chris and I will have a simple dinner at home or out this evening, and tomorrow night, the whole group is taking me to dinner---I'd better go try to decide where.
Happy Day to Everyone!