The flock that couldn’t fly straight

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Uh-oh, the mallards must’ve gotten into the spiked pond water, judging by their recent antics.

The skies above my friend’s Newbury Park neighborhood are, for the most part, placid, birdwise. Occasionally there’ll be hawks, crows or turkey vultures going about their business. But during one recent sunset, there came a pair of mallards frantically flying east only to execute a wild, wide, sudden turn when they caught sight of a flock of their brethren headed west.

Well, there are tardy o...

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