I promised you ducklings.
|At home in Centennial Beach duck pond.|
|Mamma duck tries to keep tabs on all nine, but ...|
|One is an independent type.|
|Places to go, things to do.|
The other eight stay close to Mommy. Sometimes they need her.
|"Is that a worm, Mommy? Can you eat it?"|
|"Help! I've been trapped by a nasty root! Mommy!"|
|Her pride and joy.|
|Eight ducklings. Number Nine is still off on his own.|
|Yellow irises for a hard-working mother.|