This morning I went on a duckling hunt. My kids and I have been trying to keep a head count. It's rather sad to watch the number of ducklings decrease as the days go by. My brother said he thought he saw four the other day. I looked in both ponds, tramped through a pasture, hunted in some of the bushes by the pond where they often hide. I was getting a bit discouraged when I finally saw the Mama Duck in the front pasture. Sure enough, only four babies left.