When my Dad sent me the photos, I didn’t believe them. I grew up in an agricultural metropolis, the site of the University of California’s Ag program, and surrounded by farmland on all sides. Sure, we crammed 60,000 people into the town, and managed to keep it nicely appointed, but it was still a farmtown. And those photos? Wild turkeys running up one of the main thoroughfares. One of those odd things you just wouldn’t expect to see, even in a farm town.
This morning, I was sitting on Constitution Ave about halfway between the Roosevelt Bridge and White House, when traffic ground to a halt. Passing by was a series of MPD officers on bicycles (and in helmets, good for them) and a chaser car. I made it another block before traffic ground to a halt. A park official was standing in the intersection at 18th and Constitution blocking traffic and beckoning forth another park official.
Who lead a momma duck and her three little ducklings across Constitution.
Yes, we do break for ducks, even here in DC.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
I live and work in the District of Columbia. I write at We Love DC, a blog I helped start, I work at Technolutionary, a company I helped start, and I’m happy doing both. I enjoy watching baseball, cooking, and gardening. I grow a mean pepper, keep a clean scorebook, and wash the dishes when I’m done. Read Why I Love DC.
