Yesterday afternoon our son came in to exclaim the ducks have eggs!! Everyone in the house ran out in a hurry shooting off questions, really?, how many?, where?. Quietly sneaking near their enclosure we saw her slowly move off the eggs for a brief moment as we caught a glimpse of 3 small eggs in a several inch deep nest in the straw bedding they have. She went and got a drink and went right back to her nest, settling in, nearly disappearing in the hole herself. Her mate, staying in the opposite corner of the enclosure if on guard. We got close and he just stayed in his spot and watched us. How exciting, the possibility of babies.
Bedtime prayers included one to help keep momma duck strong, calm while she does hard work sitting on her eggs, and prayers for the possibility of life inside those little eggs. Cherishing my children who are so thrilled and sending animals prayers up to the heavens.