By Kenneth Grahame
All along the backwater,
Through the rushes tall,
Ducks are a-dabbling,
Up tails all!
Ducks’ tails, drakes’ tails,
Yellow feet a-quiver,
Yellow bills all out of sight
Busy in the river!
Slushy green undergrowth
Where the roach swim—
Here we keep our larder,
Cool and full and dim.
Everyone for what he likes!
We like to be
Heads down, tails up,
Dabbling free!
High in the blue above
Swifts whirl and call—
We are down a-dabbling
Up tails all!
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I had an early lunch on Thursday and went to have the same eye surgery on my right eye that I'd had on my left a couple of weeks ago, assuming it would be just as easy. But where it took a single laser incision to pierce the left eye, it took six to pierce the right, and each one felt exponentially more painful than the previous one. I thought I was fine afterward, but when I went to stand up, the room tilted and my legs went out from under me. So instead of walking around for an hour at nearby shops, I was reclining, sipping water, and having my blood pressure taken regularly.
The ophthalmologist thinks it was a vasovagal response to unexpected pain, not anything related to the surgery itself, so that's good news -- the pressure test an hour later looked fine. But I've been sleepy ever since, missing pretty much all of the Orioles opening day game this afternoon and only half-watching the Mariners this evening. We did take a walk to the park to get some fresh air and saw one of the eagles flying into the hidden nest there, and we had leftover Italian food from Sunday night for dinner. Here are some of the waterfowl we saw at Green Lake with Daniel:
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