It was a sweltering hot day in Phoenix, and yet as I sat by a pond and watched this duck silently glide and preen, I was cooled by the vision. I marveled at the concentric circles created around my feathered friend as he floated unconcerned that I watched in wonder.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
The Silent Ripples
It was a sweltering hot day in Phoenix, and yet as I sat by a pond and watched this duck silently glide and preen, I was cooled by the vision. I marveled at the concentric circles created around my feathered friend as he floated unconcerned that I watched in wonder.
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