Friday, October 9, 2009
This week, as if something from the sky struck it down, I found a still warm, perfectly serene dead mallard.
This was after proclaiming there's something significant happening with this duck theme.
The really creepy part was that most people would leave it be, where it lay. But me? I picked her up and she travelled home in the cane basket of my old raleigh, Daphne.
There's a lone duck that now waddles past our house in the evening, I can't help but think it's her mate looking for her loved and lost one.
This was after proclaiming there's something significant happening with this duck theme.
The really creepy part was that most people would leave it be, where it lay. But me? I picked her up and she travelled home in the cane basket of my old raleigh, Daphne.
There's a lone duck that now waddles past our house in the evening, I can't help but think it's her mate looking for her loved and lost one.
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