Aren't you glad to be part of a society where traffic stops for baby ducklings? I know it makes my heart glow to hear such stories. I never know why some Ducks breed in large holes, high up in trees, and then the ducklings have to leap out of the treetops, before they can ever fly (they just flutter to the ground, like a ball of down); then they have to make the really dangerous trip to water. All this on their first day of life. If you made that trip easier, by stopping for a few minutes, while these little balls of fluff toddled past, then good on you. Denis