Inspire me Mondays 10

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.

I've been to this

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.


I've been the duck with the broken wing. Bullied and forced out of the way by the others, never quite fitting in. Spending lots of time alone. I think that's why I liked him best. He would come up and stand on the beach next to me and look up waiting for food.
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.