Our pool deck is under repair and so the pool cover has been removed much earlier than usual. A pair of ducks has visited each morning before the construction crew arrives. They swim circles in the dirty pool water for a while. Then the female lands on a planter on the adjacent terrace and begins backpedaling last year’s dirt and settling herself in. I assume she is auditioning its nesting suitability.
I’m enthralled, but ultimately, their nesting choice is impossible. I’ve considered moving the planter to a secluded spot away from the barbecue grill and the lounge chairs. Perhaps the pair will make a distant part of the garden their home for the season. Visions of downy ducklings in the pool warm my heart until my husband reminds me that the skimmer sucks in the cute as well as the nasty and that our use of the terrace will be curtailed while the eggs are incubating. The planter stays put and we encourage the ducks to look elsewhere.
We like our wildlife to be convenient.