i had so much to write about. i was going to write about the coop and how this weekend i had did things i never did, made doors from scratch, nesting boxes , how i was able to keep it simple and beautiful, i was going to thank the people who helped. i was going to tell you about the pouring rain last night and k and i with yellow rain coats and flashlights in the dark gathering ducks, wellies that had three inches of water in them and being drenched to the bone but happy and funny about it all . but instead i woke up walked to the coop and found one of the ducks laying still on the ground, my dear friends i sometimes do not believe in goodness of gods but( i do believe in the goodness of people). i cried and cried my heart sank to deepest of places, i asked my self what happened and played every scenario in my head, i believe my ducks got scared of there new environment and maybe trampled her i do not know but it hurts so much- this poor little thing died and i can not help but think it is because of me.
i feel so bad for her, it was supposed be a better life for her not the end of one. i am terrible sad.