Remember when it used to be all the rage to dress up ceramic ducks and put them on the porch for decoration? I wonder what ever happened to that fad. And how did they find the little clothes to fit the ducks? Anyway, I have seen TWO recently!!
Soft-footed gliders on the stream,
They ripple morning’s golden gleam.
Wings tucked neat in feathered rest,
In quiet drift, the world feels blessed