Prompt # 37 - Feeding the Ducks

Prompt # 37 - Feeding the Ducks

I had the good luck to grow up on a farm. Ducks were wild creatures which, in season, my father shot with a shotgun and my mother cooked for supper. They fed us. On our farm, Dad fed the cows and calves, pigs, and chickens. Cattle provided milk, cream, butter, beef, and cash. The chickens provided eggs and meat. The pigs were for pork. Mum fed us, and the dog, Spot. I fed the house cat, Grey Kitty. We did not have horses because all animals had to have a purpose, earn their keep, and, as horses were no longer needed for farm work or transportation, they no longer qualified. Because this was the culture we were raised in, we didn't see wild creatures as pets. I don't feed ducks. However, against the advice of the local Bear Committee, I do put out a daily allowance of bird seed. This week it feeds robins, sparrows, chickadees, towhees, and Steller's jays.

Steller's Jay, Hope, British Columbia, Canada, April, 2014.

Above: Heifer and Calf, taken by my mother, around 1970. Oak River, Manitoba, Canada.