I’ve been woken by the incessant quaking of ducks since I’ve arrived in Korbouli. Every morning they start at about 6:30 and continue their chorus for about an hour. I think there are less than a dozen of them, but they create quite a clatter. In addition, of course, to the already noisy cattle, pigs, and chickens. I’ve thought wistfully that it might be nice to decrease the noise level a bit in the mornings.
Well, today I got my wish. We had Ferdinand for lunch.