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Stately guardian statues near the Forbidden City

When I visited mainland China in 2012 with my cousin for a conference in Shanghai, we also made a quick trip to Beijing so that we could make an excursion to see the Great Wall. Even though it was a short trip, we also wanted to see some of Beijing, including the Forbidden City. Between a hole in the wall place where we had breakfast and the Forbidden City, we encountered this impressive building:

Stone guardian lions are quite a frequent sight in China, but nowhere else did I see a guardian duck. This little (well, actually, it was quite a large duck) welcomes visitors to the Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant. (I’d never have remembered that, but I can make out the English text on the very shiny golden revolving door.) The internets inform me that this is quite a famous restaurant, and possibly the home of the original Peking duck. We did not enter this colorful building, so I can’t speak for the interior, or comment on the quality of the food. I can only vouch for the memorability of the duck.

get up on that duck and ride

Continuing with the onslaught of ducks, I present these two grainy photos that I took on my sad but trusty little flip phone back in 2009. They probably amuse me more than they should.


Skilled duck rider.


Less adept duck rider.

It also amuses me to think that people first encountering my blog these days may think I have some sort of duck fetish. No, really I don’t. I have more of a fetish for running with themes. (Cf. that time when I got carried away with potatoes. Or utensils. Or bread. And dare I even mention pants? (I dare.))

headless ducks

After yesterday’s array of duck heads, this photo of a headless duck seemed a fitting follow-up:

And no, it wasn’t really headless. Just tucking its head away under its wing. These two didn’t hide their heads quite as thoroughly:

And so the duck roll continues. It being Thursday, I fleetingly thought of putting together a duck-themed ThThTh list. But I really don’t have time for that now. So instead, I’ll just take things one duck at a time. Or three ducks, in this case.

ducklings in a row

I found this draft of a post that I’d started in 2013. Not sure why didn’t get around to posting it. It looks like it was a friday foto finder post for the theme of “ducks“. Anyhow, I wanted to post something today, but I have a bad cold and a splitting headache, so not enough mental capacity to get any new ducks in a row.


The mama duck has all (or most of) her ducks in a clump.


Now she has her ducks in a row.


So fuzzy.


Mama-baby moment.


I love the little pouf of down on this little guy’s head. (And of course I love the rippled reflections on the water.)