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Up at 2:00 or so, down around 13:00, if probably closer to 14:00. No choice, crashed hard. Back up at 17:30. Wouldn't have been able to push out then if I didn't realize the squad was solemnly staring at the door to what is now home. They just huddle, face the door... about seven feet away... and stare, once the sun goes down. They actually more remind me of penguins than ducks, the way they stand tall and walk upright. I like them as they are in any case.
I'm amazed that I can go out in that cold for ten, fifteen, up to an half hour, in nothing but pj's, and right after crawling out of bed. Perhaps longer, there simply hasn't been any call. It sure makes the 70 setting seem good upon returning. I think helping the ducks will end up offering returns beyond eggs. Daily dailies, exposure to the heat and cold, a few more friends, and some healthy laughter. Since I am never in a hurry, if one splits off, I can enjoy how, between it and I, the squawker finds it's way home. Or, various other issues. Oh, they can be seriously funny.
Their water was okay, but I like refreshing it every other day anyway. Either that or refilling and hoping it won't freeze. I haven't had great luck with the latter. I think it is duck... stuff... sediment... which keeps the water from freezing as quickly, along with volume. Adding water does increase volume, but reduces sediment by volume, removing some in inevitable overflow. OR it has merely usually been colder most nights I tried that.
If I could get a thermometer I trusted to check against a thermometer which could be trued which also showed the lowest temperature in the last twenty four hours, then could check that regularly enough, perhaps I could begin to know better. Can't know in absolutes, anything. But even working knowledge is limited without quantifying sediment... as well as a few other variable treatments, accountings, although with just those, a functional understand may be established.
A bite, then gaming. I am hoping to start with laundry and reset dishes again tonight. Trash will go out tonight. I put it out by 10:00 last week, but it was oddly too late. Not this week, it is so full. I think, as troubling as meds were, are, can be, they are starting to help again. Help more than hurt, I should say. Later.
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