You guys. . .
I’ve debated even writing about this because I’m still coming to terms with the rough patch we’ve hit with Kitty’s clutch of ducklings. . .
But in the interest of transparency and showing the reality that is farm life. . .
As well as in simply documenting this journey of ours. . .
I know it’s important to share this in this space.
And so, in numbers:
- Kitty set 15 eggs in total (not the 12 I’d counted up to before she set up camp in January)
- Nine hatched
- One died that first day
- Four more have died in the last week and a half
Which leaves us with four.
There have been drownings, predators, tramplings, and the unknown.
And so, I’m trying to remember that Nature has her way of taking care of things, even if I don’t understand it or like it.
My heart aches for Kitty. . .
And it aches for Ember every time she asks “Where are all the other babies, Mama?”
And yet, we are left with four beautiful, happy, curious ducklings. . .
And our hearts are still so very hopeful and very grateful!