” Francis, Francis, why do you always wander away when I’m trying to talk to you?”
“I know she’s back, I can see her at the wall too, why don’t we waddle over and say hello, come on old boy, what can it hurt? ”
” You must think I’m crazy, Giovanni … that is a dog and it does not want to play! It looks as if it wants lunch! ”
” Francis, could you just try to get on with others a bit better, it’s a big world out there and I think we should explore more than this patch of water. What about a little trip to see what’s on the other side of this pond?”
” Alright fine, but just remember who’s leading this expedition!”
There’s a place I like to walk where I always look for these two unlikely seeming friends when I pass by. In mild weather they sit in the river on one side of the house and in winter you can see them in the back garden at the edge of a small pond.
It seems funny to see a drake and gander always hanging out together like two good old boys who don’t seem to need anyone else. I like to create little vignettes when I see them and I find their constancy very comforting in a world where things often change faster than I would like.
I gave them names from history for today’s post and wondered if any of you might recognize who they represent?