So, I’m not too sure about this blog post but I thought I would wing it. Worst case, this web feat goes fowl and I never do this again.
We got up at the quack of dawn and made our way to the Peabody Hotel in Memphis - famous for having ducks that live on the roof.
Each day the ducks move from the roof to a fountain in the lobby in the morning and then back to the roof again in the late afternoon.
There was no big bill for this attraction - so if you have a poultry amout of cash there is no reason to be down in the mouth.
On this day the march of the ducks went swimmingly with lots of people flocking to watch. Elder have preferred to get a closer seat, but plenty of folks were Peking from the upper balcony so we joined them.
Waddle I do when I run out of puns? I don’t know, I’m just a dabbler in this game.