Ducks

I am always concerned about heeding advice. I do it quite often, because I know others have experiences I don't, but ultimately your decisions should be your own. I feel if I heed too much advice I won't be my own person.


I saw an amazing sight the other day when I went to get some groceries. Ducks. Quack.

I was crossing a little creek on a footbridge. This creek is right in the middle of the city, without many trees on either side. It's cold outside, and the creek was freezing over so that only an area about the size of a picnic table was open to the water below. There were about 20 ducks swimming in this little area. Each second, one duck would jump out, and another would jump in, and there was much duck-bumping going on.

It was the cutest sight I've seen in quite a while.

[The image is not one that I took; at my creek there were many more ducks]