Today was/is a most unusual day - here - where I live just 110 feet from Lake St. Clare. It has snowed all day which has made the landscape and trees a glorious white wonderland.
I made three trips to the Lake today to see the light reflections of color variations at different times through out the sun's arcing course.
What I saw on the Lake's horizon was wondrous and surprising: at least 1200 ducks flocking together in a duck convention that I have never seen in all my 14 years of living here.
What was even more remarkable was that all of these ducks were following one duck who was not only in the lead but was was leading all of these other ducks due west on the horizon.
When coming back later, I saw these ducks very close to shore; but when I took out my camera, they saw this instrument and quickly went to the middle of the Lake. I look like a hunter with a gun to them.
Here is my conclusion of this whole duck convention in these open waters with very little ice:
First: All these ducks congregated to celebrate some great solidarity of the whole duck population - celebrating the fact that "duck season" was over because they know from memory when the danger time is during late fall or early winter. They are aware of gunfire and the decrease in their numbers. During this danger zone of time they are rightly fearful. But when "duck season" is over, they sense this - especially when they hear the welcome silence of shotgun cessation - that silence that tells them that all is clear. I deeply believe that this was a call to congregation to celebrate or to get a sense of the size of their entire population. They were very very aware of each other. And all those 1200 ducks were pointed and moving in the same direction as the head lead duck. There is truly a duck instinctual and cooperative interaction of mutual aid - enjoyed between them that is a "duckian" harmonious government.
Secondly this convention was also for fun and comraderi that only innocent and simple life forms enjoy.
My whole impression is that nature teaches us how simple it can be to get along and be safe and have natural organization. Just see in contrast to all the primary races for party nominations and hoopla there is in the 2012 bid for the presidency. There is so much adhominem arguments against one another. There is no cooperation or sense of security.
The duck population do not elect a leader...nor do they appoint one...nor does any duck run for the office of head duck.
You know, the whole political machine going on today needs to go out to the Lake and see how it's all done!
Love, Pio, "a duckian" at heart.
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