In comparison with world events and other catastrophes my Mac problems are barely a * on the radar. But, "Oh woe is we." Anguish and foot stomping rage of futility. Our fourth visit to the Apple Store bore no fruit. Yes, they restored the memory, but the Mac crashed twice while burning a DVD. These are not software issues or coffee spills. And if they've done all they say they have done with the hardware, then we are seriously out of answers. Why is Mac so unreliable and plagued with bad stuff?
On our way home from the mall we dropped by the pond where we've hoped to see ducklings, and yes, we saw ducklings! For as many ducks as live there there were very few babies, only four. They were cute and small and delightful. We saw turtles as well. We were turning the car around when a ranger addressed us, and asked if we were going to park. We were anxious to get home we explained, adding that we had just stopped to peek at the ducklings. Last week there were many more, he shared, and then he said that a sea bird had been coming in and eating the ducklings. With great amusement he described the long legged bird waiting patiently in the rushes then plucking the hapless babies one by one. The predator, he said, liked to dunk them like donuts. He laughed heartily and repeated the donut analogy several times. Somehow this wasn't the spring duckling viewing climax I had anticipated.
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