Sharing the Road

This afternoon I went out to Dad's for a little bit of relaxation in the sunshine as it was a GORGEOUS day. Mark finished work on his hoist for the hard top and we switched out to the soft top. We left about six to get ready to go out, and as we were driving down the road I came across something I had never in my life seen. At the end of the road, an entire flock of ducks sat casually situated between the ditch and the middle of the pavement as if they were having afternoon tea. Now, I have come across flocks of other birds casually chilling before, but they usually take flight when they see or hear us coming. But not these. Oh no. We had to come to a complete halt because said ducks sat in the road looking at us as if to say, "we were here first." I looked at Mark, who looked at me, and we both looked back at the array of mallards and plain females and burst into laughter. It was the hardest I've laughed in quite some time. Finally they all took flight and meandered through the sky to a nearby pond that they must be calling home for the summer. I must say, I have never had to share the road with a flock of ducks.