Capistrano has nothing on me.  My three wild ducks returned yesterday for their third straight year.  There are two males and a female and it is apparent that the female is the boss.

Weather patterns have changed, as has the path of migratory birds.  Oklahoma always had very cold winters when I move here so many years ago.  This is not the case anymore, Oklahoma almost as subtropical as Louisiana when I lived there.

The temperature in Edmond three days ago was eighty-three degrees, all my flowers and trees blooming.  This morning, it was sleeting, the temperature below freezing.  We had two years of extreme rainfall.  This year, we are back into the persistent drought cycle Oklahoma had experienced for eight straight years.

Global warming is not a myth it is a fact.  Scientists only argue who is to blame.  Ed, the geologist that offices with me, says the cause is volcanoes and reef destruction.  Ed is an ultra-conservative but he is far too intelligent to deny that the world is warming at an alarming rate.

Still, the rapid change in geologic conditions, no matter who is to blame, has brought me days of pleasure, watching the three ducks that spend their spring and summer with me instead of flying on to their ancestral home in Canada.

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