Well, I don't have the time to take a little break to do that. Much, much too busy, so I thought I'd just chat a bit about about when Megan and I took Landon and Matilda to feed the ducks at Virginia Lake not too very long ago.
The first thing I noticed there is how low the lake is. I don't think I had ever seen it quite so low. I heard afterward on TV that ducks are dying because of the lack of water and I believe we saw a dead one in the water. We decided it was "sleeping." That's a better story for the kids.
Matilda normally just loves to feed the ducks, but she really wasn't too into it this time. I think she was a bit bored, but Landon would have kept on feeding them as long as I supplied him with bread--and I had a lot of bread. He wasn't fearful at all. He found himself a spot on a rock and was as happy as can be, even when there were ducks all around him.
That's it for tonight. I just don't have it in me to be any more detailed. I don't think I remember well enough to describe each rock, pathway, duck, goose, sea gull, and bush. I was paying too much attention to my adorable grandson to notice much else anyway.
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