ducks

Friday, April 5, 2019

In front of the bakeshop at the town

gate there is a young couple with bicycles

trying to take photos of ducks in the dark

using a mobile iphone. The ducks are confused

they are unsure as to whether they are going to

be fed or as to whether this is a threat or not

go through the town gate, and walk on

to the bus stop-see that there are other ducks

approaching from the river, waddling along,

quacking.

The electronic signpost at the stop is showing a confusing message today, then

a late bus, the message is that it might

arrive in a minute or two. So wait, there

is nothing much to do otherwise, but to lpok at

some more ducks, two of which have taken

to the air, and are industriously flapping

the short distance to the baker shop in the hope

of being fed.

The Taxi driver arrives, the man with

the grey beard.. He says that the bus number 4

is probably late. That does not matter, the

usual bus in the bus number one, the one

that goes directly to the station.

And then, the bus arrives, the driver is paid

The railway station, good morning to the

soliton smoker, and then the  coffee

in the crowded cafe.