Art Every Day, 23/30, Got Your Goose
The flu got my goose on this trip. Mike and I were driving down the highway when I saw many flocks on different flight paths, finally the flocks joined together and headed in one direction. I said, “Mike! Look at the Canadian Ducks.” Well, you know, when you’re not feeling well the brain finds it’s own flight path, my neuro-pathways were miss-wired and geese became ducks. So for the trip we joked about all the ducks we came across. Duck, Duck, Got your Goose. Run with it (wink).
These Canadian Ducks are at the Illinois State Beach picnic area (south).