Sorry I missed 2 weeks of Mondays, one week not so inspired, last week I was on vacation
and met my little special friend. The duck with the owie wing.
particular lake in the past and have never seen a single duck.
This year, 8-10 constant companions and a visiting flock of 8 Canadian Geese.
It was a family vacation- not my side, so it was at least fun.The best thing for me was the ducks. I've never been so up close or pecked in the butt (thanks to my little friend) by a duck.

One thing I did miss was my sister, naturally I was thinking just like her.
Visit Lucky Danger for pretty much the same photo of milkweed. If it would have had a second pod I would have taken it. We take the same photo often. Makes me laugh.

The innocence in his little ducky eyes.
If I had a farm I would definitely have a lake and ducks.
I'm really not quite sure what to make of this summer of feathers.
I understand the metaphors of flying, of my introduction to higher realms, to death,
to living in two realms. I haven't had the ah-ha moment yet.
Maybe it will turn out to be just another peck on the butt.