Thanks to David notifying me I was able to go down to the small pond and say my yearly hello Mr and Mrs Duck. They are a harbinger of spring as they fly over and land every year on or around this date.
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They always ask that I stand behind a tree so they don’t feel uncomfortable.
From here I was able to carry on a pleasant catching up sort of conversation with them. They did ask why it was just me this year, me and one solitary cat, and I had to explain to them once again (they are forgetful) that Parker (“that dog who always used to bark at you, remember?”) died a few years ago, and that the children all grew up. Soon we were all crying about it. Then the ducks cheered up(rather too quickly) and confessed, “it’s better this way.”
Ducks like quiet ponds.
I explained to them about how I have grandbabies now and that…… (I dried my eyes and smiled) …..”really I’ll always have all sized children to love and enjoy” and they said “Well as long as they don’t visit”…..
And I said, “Oh, they’ll visit.”
Good to be Home 
you are one of…no my dearest author. You always bring l9ve, peace, and a smile to me. 💕 kathy
This made me smile and I so needed that today.
Thank you, friend!
this made me smile. This would be a good little story to tell your grandchildren someday!
A lovely yearly marker! There’s a little pond down the road. I pass daily on the way to work. This week, I noticed two of the smallest, sweetest duckies. The sharp curve of the road prevents photography, so I just have a lovely memory and hope they nest there instead of the geese.
I see you still have your blog!! This makes me happy, I’ve always enjoyed reading it, and you are such a great photographer too. I had trouble logging in years ago and then saw you on Instagram and enjoyed seeing you there instead. Oh by the way this is Little.old.lady.online on Instagram, aka Pam.