(Half of this challenge: 30 Paintings in 30 Days)
A few years ago there were these three ducks -- a golden-gray, a white, and a brown and white spotted with a blue beak -- that made their home at a lake in Midlothian. They were inseparable. There was a large flock of mallards living on the lake. These three were always on the outskirts of the flock, trailing behind or off to themselves. Like the tree ugly ducklings.
Only one is still living, at lease as far as I can tell. He's joined the larger flock.
I wish I knew their story. How they came, why they were so close.
An Unlikely Trio