intruders

The ducks approached our station warily, perhaps to see if we'd feed them. we didn't. they waited. I just watched. after a moment they began to leave, Cleo spotted them and gave chase. a slow chase. they weren't in a hurry and neither was she. ambling around in no particular direction, the convoy rolled on. very slowly. when they were at a safe distance from our encampment Cleo became distracted by an unattended ball and as if by some unspoken instruction a second child began to aimlessly and slowly steer the ducks away.

--C