If you read yesterday's post, you undoubtedly now know how uncomfortable runner ducks are with change. They like their little world exactly the way it is. We added some rejected (by the horses) hay to the muddy ground in the duck yard and you would have thought lava was streaming through the yard. They wouldn't touch the hay - wouldn't even go near it.
Today they have adapted... so much so, that they are cozily making little nests in the hay and picking through it in search of insects. Today the hay is perfect. And they like it exactly the way it is. "Please don't change it, by the way."
We humans are similar to ducks in this manner. We don't much like change. We love the security of knowing that our own little world will stay the same as it is - right now.
And yet, the only thing in life that is certain is change. Change happens every day - to the world, to us... everywhere. Change is constant. Our task is learning to adapt, to accept what is - even when what-is isn't what-used-to-be. And then.... hang on... what-is is never what-will-be. Right? That's life. Life is change.
I stared out into the front...