Wednesday, May 2, 2012
While over at my grandmother's something catches my eye. I look out the window to see ducks walking down the street. My grandmother lives in the city and not close to water. They kept going up and down the street and the babies followed her every move. Within 10 minutes of me watching the ducks almost the whole neighborhood was out watching too. Sometimes the the simple pleasures of watching the ducks can help remind me there is still good left in people.
Fort Worth, TX