(it may be hard to see, but the top one reads "lucky" and the bottom one reads "happy.")
I splurged on these as a reminder, because sometimes I get so bogged down by the daily grind that I forget how lucky I am.
This time of year the grass is getting greener, the birds begin singing their sweet songs again, and our allergies turn us into snotty, sneezy fools. And I'm reminded of the ducks that befriended me in late March of 2005.
One day while I was getting a drink in the kitchen, I heard some quacking coming from my front door. I thought I was simply delusional from all the fertility drugs coursing through my veins. But I looked out the window and sure enough, saw this pair cruising my front yard: