Cousin Hal and I stopped momentarily in New Castle, DE to mark the landing-place of William Penn in 1682. We relaxed in a park on the Delaware River in this tiny historic village, named “Tomakonck,” place of the beaver, by the natives that settled there. We didn’t see any beavers. The extra entertainment we found in New Castle lurked in the lower left corner of my camera.
Who knows what two ducks have to talk about. But I don’t think it’s much different from any male and female that live in the same place. His Eminence, the strong silent type, dominated the discussion early on, as Dolly Duck listened… silently, waiting her turn to talk.
Sure enough, he quit quacking. Dolly started to speak. Maybe H.E. didn’t hear her. Maybe he had just used his 10,000 quacks for the day, and it was time for a swim. I don’t really know because I don’t speak “duck.”
But the situation seemed vaguely familiar.
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