As I headed to the Warden's Watch yesterday, temporarily dubbed Goose Point, a mother mallard and one duckling swam along the brook by the spillway...

    Climbed out of the water and up the embankment...                                      

   Crossed the path in front of me maybe four feet away, apparently aware that those on the right have right of way.

    Then proceeded to walk down the path like they owned the place.

    Which, in a way, they do.