the duck’s loss

Despite the fact that Liam has been pretty sick for the past few days we’ve managed to keep relatively busy. Mostly because I am being driven slowly crazy by a sick boy in the house (you all know what they’re like). We went back to Sneaky Dee’s, which is much more comfortable during the day, and indeed has pretty good - if not in any way authentic - Mexican food. They had an item on the menu called: “El Gringo.” It made me giggle, as the whole menu could have been called that.
Today we took a long walk in High Park. It cleared Liam’s head up a bit (and cleared up my stir crazy head too). It also worked off some of the dinner we had at my family’s for Easter (traditional ham and scalloped potatoes).
I was a little disappointed though - it may be technically spring on the calendar, it might even be nineteen degrees outside, but there is not much to show for it out there - the beginnings of buds, some barely green grass.
Be spring already! I think we need to physically move this whole town south by a few degrees. That would fix it.
But there were many ducks, geese, swans, loons, woodpeckers, red-winged black birds and other unidentifiable feathered creatures.
No baby birdies though.
And none of them would stay still enough for me to draw them.
Pout.
Their loss.