DUCK! LaRoo slithers under the fence, leaps the black inky squishy slough and is off like a rocket through the blueberry farm. The ducks take wing, LaRoo, still in white, trots back to us, smiling, shaking off her defeat. Now spent, she hasn’t the verve to hurdle the slough, so we watch, (no, no!) as she carefully slithers into the deep tarry ravine. I stand open mouthed, my OCD boiling like bile to my brain as dear calm Joe climbs the 5 foot fence to pull her out. Here she is, looking like a black & white cookie.





