Our extended family. Early our first day, our nine
year old Krystal (that's her knee) discovered
ducks on the lawn outside our door. So she
started feeding them. And they never forgot her.
Every morning there after, these guys (this is just
one, it grew to five ducks, one goose and a
smattering of other birds) would congregate in front of our patio door waiting for breakfast. This
particular one almost walked right into our porch.
