December Duckling update:
It looks like I have become Mother Duck. After rescuing the little ducklings from sure "death by freezing rain", I found myself repeating the deed only 3 days later. Gwenda had led her 7 little ducklings out of the mudroom and into a bright sunny day. I kept a close eye during the day and noticed that she was being very negligent regarding the babies, leaving them alone on the creek bank for over 2 hours, with only Fionna Goosefeathers keeping watch. I worried that she may not sit on them during the evening, but saw, to my relief, that by dusk, her ducklings were snuggled neath her warm body. Around 2 in the morning, it began to rain again, and I had restless night thinking about them. At first light, I dashed outside in the rain and there, huddled in a wet muddy puddle were 5 little shivering ducklings. 2 other, life-less ducklings, were lying a few inches away. GWENDA was at least 10ft away sitting by herself! I scooped up every duckling in my big sweater, ran into the house and pulled a chair as close to the propane stove as I could. I dried each little body with a dry cloth and held them in my lap, warming them with my hands. Eventually, 5 little ducklings came back to life, 2 did not.
For over an hour, the warmed babies sat in the sweater on the couch.
I made them a temporary home in a plastic bin.
It looks like I am mama now. Gwenda couldn't care less; I can see her from the window joyously splashing in the creek.... some people are not meant to be parents.
I see a new book here, in fact, I have been drawing the little dears all day long. And won't they make delightful little woolen characters?!
I don't mind being a Mother Duck, especially wonderful on Christmas.
My online show is going on till January 1st, so, if you have not taken a stroll, please do. Just link on the white rabbit on the sidebar.
I wish you a week of Christmas joy!
Here is a wonderful video to start with.