Showing posts with label Ducks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ducks. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Spring Cleaning

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Spring Cleaning...






After the dust storm
a little spring cleaning
was required
both inside and outside
after which
I had a rest
on the outdoor sofa











Harold and Maude
thought it time
to do their own
spring cleaning












so after a little swim












and a drink











and a gargle











they set to work











they cleaned under
and over











between












and wait












what's that










time to get back in Maude













nibble at a few of those
tickling little mites














don't forget between the feathers
Harold













I'm watching












ah
almost done












now we can rest













just float a while
our hard work is done












Time to go now
Maude

Come along...






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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Confluence

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I glanced outside
at the river
and noticed a strange effect








the ducks had noticed it too
but couldn't tell me
what had caused the swells








no boats had been passing
but yet the river
rollicked and roiled...








the moon high above
in the afternoon sky








probably held the answer
but she was keeping it to herself








so I had to reason
that it was a confluence
of the tide and wind









and be content with that...




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Monday, August 10, 2009

Maude and Harold

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Maude and Harold







seem to think
that they have their own private spa
and they can visit
at their leisure











They take no notice of me
when I go onto the verandah
to do my chores









I told Maude today
how they got their names










and she thought
it was a good joke...











each day now
Maude and Harold
come to gargle











to do a spot of leaning











and enjoy
the fresh spa waters










Harold!
I've told you before
it's for drinking only...











it's not a footbath










You are incorrigible...










and a show off











It's not the spot
to do your yoga,


Harold...




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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Who Came Tapping...

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Who came tapping
at my window...








a beautiful vine
with a bright red flower










A Clerodendrum Splendens
or Flaming Beauty Bower,
a hardy vine from Africa










Who came tapping at my door...









a cheeky duck
with an inquisitive look



Is this the way in...









Unfortunately not,
but I have an idea
follow me Maude...









there are so many doors
let's try around here...








tap, tap tap,
Is there any body in there...









they aren't answering today Maude
we'll try again another day...




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Come dance all around the world

was a catchy song in the 70s
sung by a New Zealand group called Blerta.

This clip has rather silly antics but the music is still good...




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Saturday, July 11, 2009

The Intruders

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The Intruders







Today the new tenants
(remember they have
been renamed)

demonstrated
their new yoga pose










they have progressed
from the tree pose
to a more balletic stance -
I think I'll simply call
the Duck pose










they also showed me
that underneath their
tawny brown overcoats









they have flashes
of iridescent blue
and green









and purple









Now let me think
what have we
scheduled for today...









some serious preening
to start with









engineered with
marvellous balance









Now what do you say Maude -
a drink
or a swim?









a drink it shall be...









But wait what's this...

Intruders!









Go back!
Go back
from where you came
No squatters allowed








This deck is taken









Let's freshen up
and head on out...









Are you ready Maude?








But look
who have we here









waiting on the beach










Perhaps we might be best
to tuck ourselves up
and have a snooze,
and safeguard our tenancy
a little while longer...






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