Marilyn and her new Compadre

It seems like every time I go over to a neighboring cities millpond... Marilyn, the white duck...has a new beau...a new companion...a new suitor. For lack of a better name...I'm calling this guy Mitch, perhaps Mitchie if we get closer.

I wonder if she knows she's different from the rest of the ducks. Her whiteness overwhelms you, plus...she's a head taller than the rest of the ducks. I think probably both her and Mitch were little Bobby and Susie's Easter presents gone wrong. But...they make do.

I wanted to accuse her of being the pond hussy...but thought better of it, and just kept my mouth shut. No need to ruffle her feathers.

2 different projects today. Worked from 9 a.m. until 8 p.m. Drywall and some water damage inside a church member's sunroom wall. Water sure can be destructive.

Now...I am dog tired, and looking forward to crawling under the sheets. ZZZZZZZZZZZ.

No matter what I think of her...I'd like to thank Marilyn for being there when I needed a quick picture. You can see more of her and her clinger on my Flickr page. Night-night.