There are flowers and ducks around the pond. It doesn’t matter which I happen upon, they always make me smile.
It doesn’t matter how many times I visit the pond, I am always amused by the ducks. Maybe it is because when I was younger I actually had two Mallard ducks. I called them Quackers & Waddles and they played in a child’s wading pool & loved it, ah yes…such memories.
These days however, I find much gratitude in the ability to happen upon ducks in a more natural setting. Not as pets (though they are fed at the pond) but behaving in the manner that ducks are supposed to.
The flowers are always a lovely sight for me, no matter where they may be found.
See you next time!