"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
How sweet, do they have a place were they can swim year round, like a little pond? We have had so much rain year, there are spots in the fields that are flooded and the ducks are swimming, they are so beautiful.
On January 4, 2016 at 2:20 pm
I love watching ducks enjoy the water.
On January 4, 2016 at 3:44 pm
Love them. Do you find then the way to the oven? Conserve that duck fat, it’s the best!
On January 4, 2016 at 4:03 pm
This would be a fun little video, then we could hear them splashing and quacking. (Suzanne, you should get a Go Pro camera!)
On January 4, 2016 at 5:35 pm