Saunter With Ducks

The new year always enters with a bit of lurch. I’m happy to see the solstice, can do without Christmas, but after two weeks off I don’t really want to think about obligations, let alone resolutions, for January and beyond. There is of course one remedy for this: go for a walk. So Pica and I trooped off to the Arboretum for a saunter.

As we returned toward our starting point a stern-looking woman wearing a blue coat and hood bicycled towards and past us. A few paces beyond, a gaggle of mallards swarmed around like ants around the remains of an ice cream cone. Yes, this was
Guerrilla Girl. We wondered what proportion of the Arboretum duck overpopulation problem she was directly responsible for. New year or not, places have their recurrent patterns.