Kathy had come into the store today to discover that it filled with birds' nests. Tons of them, tucked away in corners, on shelves, under merchandise. All of the nests were filled with three or four pastel eggs in various colors and patterns, too. None of them looked remotely similar, even the ones in the same nests. Kathy wasn't a naturalist by
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So he wandered into the shop about lunchtime, bag of sandwiches and snacks in one hand. "Hi," he said, and got distracted by a nest of bunny eggs. "-- wait, are those hatching?"
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He'd never made much progress in his understanding of Christianity, no. Mainly because he didn't see the point.
"But now I'm all curious -- why ducks?"
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This holiday was deeply weird.
"I'm going to go with an attempt to channel bucolic spring imagery and call it good."
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