A few afternoons ago, I was escorting some students out of the school when one of those enormous snow-wrangling loaders rolled onto the playground gathering up bucket after bucket of the slushy white stuff. I realized that this was going to be the moment of truth, so I rushed inside to get the camera.
I have to say, I was impressed with the operator's skill. By the time I returned with the camera, he had already made short work of the drift that had once stretched across most of the playground. It was surprising to see such an enormous machine move so fluidly, almost gracefully, in and around the play equipment without disturbing anything.
As you may have guessed, I have good news. At the end of the day, the duck was still standing...or sitting...or whatever it is that one might do when one's mid-section is attached to a stumpy metal pole.
The lone sentinel has survived to face yet another season of sunlight...
...another season of fearlessly keeping watch without rest or complaint.
And the snow...well...it went into storage, of course.
4 comments:
Hi, Kimberlee. That fourth picture shows well how massive the yellow loader is. The duck looks really tiny beside it.
Maybe it's my computer, but the third photo is not viewable.
Hi, Steve. Those loaders even make ME feel tiny. Sometimes they pass me as I'm walking to or from school and it feels rather intimidating to be in such close proximity.
The tread marks in the snow that form a triangle around the duck show just how close his shave really was! :)
Thanks for the heads up on the photo. I think I have the problem corrected now.
I am glad that he has withstood the onslaught from the SRE's. I have grown quite fond of the fellow.
LOL! I'm glad too, Bryan. :) I saw the loader operator at church yesterday and complimented him on the way he slid through the playground without killing the duck. He smiled and laughed a little and I'm sure, on the inside, was thinking that I had WAY too much time on my hands to take notice of a playground duck. :)
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