Quack! Quack! A big hello to you. I am a stormy skies duck. Look at the colours of my feathers, and you will agree the name fits. Some of my feathers will remind you of the blue sky when the weather is fine; the white feathers can only be clouds that sometimes roll in, even if the weather is nice. I have feathers of dark blue, the dark blue that occurs when the clouds become heavy with water, and the sky darkens, and you know a storm approaches.

I am not a magical weather duck, I cannot call up a storm, but maybe I am magical in other ways. Let's sit on the river bank together and enjoy the magic of friendship.