A Trip to Duck Island

Monday, April 26, 2010

A couple of years ago, when Eleanore was still a baby, not even able to walk or talk, Christopher and I went on a drive and got lost. We were trying to find the zoo, but not being from the area, and being nearly blind when it came to navigating any kind of Texas road, we found ourselves scratching our heads and turning down the wrong roads. We were lost.

Where we did end up though, was most definitely enchanting.

We should have gotten out of the car, we should have walked around, we should have explored. ...but we didn't.

Our sense of adventure was poor back in those days. We were usually on a straight lined mission to wherever it was we had previously drawn our map to. Detours weren't welcome.

We turned the car around and left.

Even though we had only spent about 3 minutes in that mysterious land, I wondered about it for days after. Weeks actually.

Ok, I wondered about it for years.

Finally, recently, upon picking up our friends for a mid day adventure, I decided it was time to go back. So go back, we did...


Lets call this mysterious place, Duck Island, shall we? Ducks, swans, geese, herons- you name it, and there they were. The birds were so friendly, that they didn't even so much as budge as we approached. Because of that, I didn't bother trying to cross the narrow land bridge to the island, I just pulled over right then and there.

We got out of the car- Me, Eleanore, Charlie, Marisa and her girls (Gracie and Annelie- Eleanore's most favorite friends in the whole entire world), and the wonder that had been pinching at my memory for the last couple of years, finally floated to the ground like a feather, right in front of a duck, who of course let out a quack as a way of saying "welcome back, Tia".

So this was duck island.

Some of my WIC benefits had expired up in my pantry a few days before, so rather than tossing them out with the garbage, I brought them along, should we happen to dance with the ducks like in a daydream.

The ducks were happy to accept our peace offerings.

Eleanore, Gracie, and Annelie ran back and forth along the shore, throwing pieces of tortilla into the water and onto the sand, both overhand and under, making sure every duck had his or her fair share. Little Charlie, just having learned to walk, had to stay strapped into his stroller. The last thing we wanted in such a perfect place, was for the baby to pet the duckies the same way he does our kitty (pulling her tail, hitting her face, screaming "PET PET PET"). Also, as you might have imagined, the backdrop to my fairytale, while coated in glitter and sparkles, wasn't exactly the cleanest, and maybe didn't smell quite so much like strawberries, as it should have.


Strawberry scented or not, it was even better than I had remembered it.

After our food supply for those with wings ran out, we decided it was time for us to settle down and eat. I had brought our largest blanket along, a California King sized pink comforter given to me by my parents years ago, and after a quick investigation of the nearby area, we found the perfect little patch of grass to set up our picnic at.

Marisa and her girls set up on one side, while me and my kids set up on the other. Our food allergies, their food allergies... it could have been a disaster, but with a blanket that big, keeping an easy distance isn't a challenge.

When the kids were done eating, they went running in a nearby flower meadow.

It doesn't sound real, does it? Black swans, nests high above the trees, ducks that sing along with the radio, flower meadows- but there was literally a beautiful meadow, with pretty purple and yellow flowers peeking their petals up through the grass, just a few feet away from us. The girls ran and ran, giggled and squealed, skipped and twirled. Charlie, while being the only boy at the gathering, plucked at the grass, poked at the bugs, and rubbed dirt onto his skin. Everyone was content.

Soon it was time to say goodbye to our flying friends.
Into the car we went, and away we drove.

"We'll see you again soon, duck island"...

17 comments:

They call me mommy... April 26, 2010 at 8:02 PM  

Sounds like a fun day to me! Kids seem to bring out the adventurous side in us don't they? (=

CraftGirlAlli April 26, 2010 at 8:47 PM  

how neat! I think duck island fits it well!

Colleen April 26, 2010 at 9:02 PM  

So poetic! What a lovely little adventure. The incompatible food allergies made me giggle a little. I picture each family on a far corner with backs turned as they hunch over their lunches. (Although, I'm sure you weren't like that at all.)

beka April 26, 2010 at 9:27 PM  

"Rubbed dirt onto his skin"...
Oh, goodness. What a toddler. What a boy:)
Sounds and looks like a lovely time!

soul_searching_mama April 26, 2010 at 9:37 PM  

That does look like a magical place. I'm sure it was made tons better by having you guys there though! :) Charlie and Eleanore are so cute, it is ridiculous. :D

Christina April 26, 2010 at 10:15 PM  

That sounds very fun and enchanting. :) Cute pictures, as usual!! It's great that it's not far away.

Lauren April 26, 2010 at 10:24 PM  

When I was in high school my friend Chris and I would get in his car and just DRIVE. We would get lost and it was so exciting because we saw parts of DFW that we would have never seen otherwise. I love getting lost!

CourtneyKeb April 26, 2010 at 10:26 PM  

I wanna go to Duck Islaanddddd!!!!!!!

Desiree Fawn April 26, 2010 at 10:32 PM  

Love this post!

What gorgeous pics -- and ducks ^_^

Oh Mandie! April 27, 2010 at 12:12 AM  

Sounds like a fun day trip! It looks (and probably smells) a lot like my house right now since we have 2 ducklings roosting away in here until they can be freed to our pond

Sarah April 27, 2010 at 1:04 AM  

That's my kind of day! I've said it before and I'll say it again, you do so many things that I like to do. In real life I think we would get a long great. That place looks wonderful!!

jessicajane April 27, 2010 at 2:05 AM  

these pictures make me miss texas in the most weird way...maybe because they remind me of the many fishing trips tim and i took in san angelo.

Amy April 27, 2010 at 8:50 AM  

I love the top right pic in the second mosaic... Charlie clapping with glee. Looks like a fun time for all.

ElegantSnobbery April 27, 2010 at 9:08 AM  

Yay, Duck Island!! So fun and you captured the day perfectly in your post!! Love it, Tia!

Chana April 27, 2010 at 10:21 AM  

Great writing again Tia! Seriously, it feels like I took the trip with you! I love the duck with the weird head!

Bombdigity April 27, 2010 at 10:35 AM  

sounds like a perfect day!!!

merelythemoon April 29, 2010 at 4:48 PM  

Oh my goodness! A certain little girl is looking very grown up!

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