I miss my ducks — Why Evolution Is True


Thinking back about the whole duck mishigaas last year, I realize it was a mixture of joy, terror, and anxiety. Mostly joy, as I got to make friends and commune with real wild birds. But also terror and pain, as when I had to retrieve a drowned duckling and watch another one die in my […]

via I miss my ducks — Why Evolution Is True

I’m not very sentimental, but this is ugh.. I can’t even..