I’ve been doing some admin stuff today between little domesticities like making a casserole and doing a couple of loads of laundry. I went out around 5 to see if I had any mail at the office. En route, I scared a flock of mallards and they flew off in thunderous synchronicity. There had to be at least a hundred of those ducks and they blackened the sky with a deafening honk. A few remained on the ground and they yelled at me before taking off, too, making sure to fly straight at me before veering off to join their flock. It was straight out of something Hitchcock would have written, except ducks are such droll creatures that the effect was more funny than scary!