6/9/07
Duck Poem Without Words
Last night before sundown, as I drive into the shopping center, three mallard ducks sitting on the clipped cushion of grass in front of McDonald's, watching the human show.
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2 comments:
Thank you! Just discovered your web log.
'tis the season of the duck....the sweet things are everywhere! love you blog and your voice! keep on!
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