​.....Rumbled......eeeeek!  Run away........

Aunt Austen Duck left her post out: Ssssh: she doesn’t know I am a secret fan..........

​Well: I AM 00126: Waddles is my name, licensed to quack, and I have always enjoyed hobbies.....!

​Um.....who are YOU looking at????!  Eeek...... (Quack!)

​Now, don’t be cross with me because I have been paddling in deep waters of thought, recently.  I have been in a creative mood: that’s why I like blue and green – which CAN be seen without another colour inbetween......

​Ah ha.  Now this is a book everyone should read.  “The history of life on earth has been a history of interaction between living things and their surroundings.”  (Rachel Carson)  I agree – and we are unanimous in this....Quack!

​I am expanding my horizons.  I love to dance a cosmic dance: a waltz, or a tango, or a reel is fine – although they all tend to morph into a waddle.  (I like the frog, but I think there should be a duck, too...)

I have decided to educate myself, as I am supposed to know stuff, too!  Found this to read:  “An ethic of environmental sensitivity can derive support from the tradition of stewardship, which has long been central to Judaism, Christianity and Islam.” 
​(Robin Attfield) 
As a duck, I concur.

Speaking of quacks and yawps, I was directed to watch Mr Attenborough’s programme on television.  I found it very challenging.  A solemn moment.  So I read something important:
Psalm 8:3-5

​3 When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
    the moon and the stars that you have established;
4 what are human beings that you are mindful of them,
    mortals[a] that you care for them?
5 Yet you have made them a little lower than God,[b]
    and crowned them with glory and honour.
 
That Psalmist knew stuff...

​Yey: all powered up!   Walt Whitman wrote:
I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable;
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
Actually, it’s a quack – but I am possibly untranslatable, and definitely not too tamed....quack quack quack!!!!