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Rocks and ducks
Nov. 20th, 2009 09:42 pmThere's a car dealership across the road from my office and today there was a flash new black Mercedes parked out the front, emblazoned with THIS CAR IS A LEMON in lime green paint. It was gone when I got back from lunch, much to everyone's disappointment. We were hoping for shouting and gesticulating.
Yesterday I was pressed into service (by my mother and a visiting friend of hers) as a chauffeur along part of the Great Ocean Road. Because I was going where I was told, I didn't stop and take photos of things I would have liked to take photos of, so you'll just have to imagine an apple green Kombi van abandoned in a sea of knee-high yellow grass, a crow sitting on a rusty irrigator and the Nirranda Hall Available For Hire sign, painted in fancy lettering in hard-to-read pale blue. Instead I did what you're supposed to do on the Great Ocean Road and took pictures of old rocks in the water.
At one bay we saw two ducks and their ducklings paddling in the shallows. I didn't know ducks went in the ocean, so there you go, I learnt something. Back at home, I looked them up in my bird book and found they were a type of duck known as a copper-breasted shelduck and their quack sounds like 'ong ank, ong ank'. That reads more like something a donkey would say, I think, but why not try it out on the next duck you see and open the lines of cross-species communication?
Yesterday I was pressed into service (by my mother and a visiting friend of hers) as a chauffeur along part of the Great Ocean Road. Because I was going where I was told, I didn't stop and take photos of things I would have liked to take photos of, so you'll just have to imagine an apple green Kombi van abandoned in a sea of knee-high yellow grass, a crow sitting on a rusty irrigator and the Nirranda Hall Available For Hire sign, painted in fancy lettering in hard-to-read pale blue. Instead I did what you're supposed to do on the Great Ocean Road and took pictures of old rocks in the water.
At one bay we saw two ducks and their ducklings paddling in the shallows. I didn't know ducks went in the ocean, so there you go, I learnt something. Back at home, I looked them up in my bird book and found they were a type of duck known as a copper-breasted shelduck and their quack sounds like 'ong ank, ong ank'. That reads more like something a donkey would say, I think, but why not try it out on the next duck you see and open the lines of cross-species communication?