Ducks are Wise

I catch the bus to school in the mornings, and when I'm waiting to transfer between two routes, I do so at a little shelter on a strip of grass between a bike path and a fairly major motorway. This morning, I was joined by two ducks. They were just sitting there, on the little strip of grass, honking and ruffling and generally just being ducks, while various human-piloted conveyances raced passed them across every path of escape.

These ducks did not seem even slightly daunted. These were defiant ducks. What these ducks were saying was this: "Hey! You damn humans can build your stupid culture anywhere you want, drive anywhere you want, go as fast an your want. No more wetlands? Fine, we can deal. But right here, right now, we want to honk and ruffle on this little strip of grass, and anyone who has a problem with that can kiss our tiny, feathered duck asses."

I appreciate that kind of fearlessness in wildlife. I think there's a lesson we can all learn from those ducks. But I'm keeping it to myself. You want insight? Find your own ducks.