kerouac says

one day before it got springlike, this year, i had to be at the theatre very early in the morning. it was cold and snappy outside, and it was early enough that no one was using the outside tables at the starbucks in the first floor of the building. no one, that is, except a pair of mallard ducks, male and female, hanging out under one of the metal tables. they weren't doing anything, really--in fact, they looked like they were on a date. a coffee date, to go get a cup of (admittedly corporate) joe. i smiled. they seemed like regulars.

remember when holden caulfield asks where the ducks go when the pond freezes over, the pond in central park? i think i know.