Scapeducks

Tuesday afternoon, we took the toddler down to the river to do tashlich ("that stupid galutziana custom," as Bad Cohen's grandfather called it).

We have lots of lovely parks, and our congregation met at one that has not only river paths and lots of green grassy areas, but also a duck pond. A very very popular duck pond.

Popular with ducks, and their more aggressive goosey friends.

Well, as fun as it is to throw bits of bread in the water, apparently it's more fun to throw them to the ducks and geese.

Especially when it makes the birdies mob around honking and quacking and pecking each other.

Let's just say, in Eugene we don't send scapegoats off to the hills to carry away our sins.

We've got scapeducks.