Yesterday I stepped out to the back porch only to be assaulted by the smell of something dead. I noticed part of the fence covered in nasty black flies and when I went down the lawn to investigate, there was a dead duck right on the water side of my fence. Then the wind changed and the smell really hit me; retreat back inside was performed rather hastily. Oh well, I figured that in about a week might be safe to go back outside without a mask or something.

But nature provided. I went just now to the kitchen and I saw this scene.

Not only it is getting a source of protein, but I may be able to get back to the porch sooner than expected.