We released the call ducks we raised this spring, took them right to Turtle Town and they were ecstatic. We used to raise a lot of ducks, but not anymore, they are very hard on a farm and its ponds. Call ducks are a different, smaller, less destructive breed. They come in a variety of colors and look like the full size ducks they were bread to attract, but the important thing is you can put several in your pond and they won’t destroy it! They are great duck pets, come when called, and even call to you if they see you first. They are adorable. They mostly hang out in the larger pond near the wetland now that they are older and summer is here. They fly a little but are more into living the good life and being cared for. When winter comes they will move closer to the security of the house and the food. We keep a hole in the ice at Turtle Town and they are content with that.
I was not raised on a farm and even after many years here I am still amazed at how different life can be outside the bubble. Cities are the essence of what human life is… a distraction from the truth. In a city you can create any fiction that makes you happy. Even if you have little money, you can imagine that there is always someone there to make sure things never go too bad. Your food, water, electricity are all right there for you. Entertainment and drugs are plentiful. There are always enough people to tell you just what you want to hear, no worries, it’s all good!
I gave up that security blanket awhile ago and to be honest it was never my intention to go out and see the world for what it truly is. Ignorance is bliss, no truer words have ever been written. The ducks don’t seem to be aware of the foxes that watch the wetland. They don’t know about all the guineas that have been carried off. They can live in the moment without a care for tomorrow. I watch them everyday, trying my hardest to be like them.