Duck Weed

I never said anything about this--our pond in the morning when I go down to get the eggs. It was just so beautiful. Sometimes pictures fail to get the everything though, the smell of the air, the temperature, the clouds trailing above, the low quacking of the ducks. It was a special little moment among many. It's nice to recognize that life is good, and it's doing it all on it's own. You just have to notice it.