With joy oft times comes sorrow. It was all change of plans this weekend as our little runt duckling was poorly. He and I spent a lovely two days taking the pace down to a crawl, watching movies together on the sofa, doing a little gentle gardening, snuggling through the night. The whole of Sunday was snuggles whilst reading a lovely book sat amongst the other ducks. Sadly he became worse as the weekend wore on and late last night our little ducklings soul departed.
Ducks (and ducklings) are such strong yet fragile creatures and any time I spend with them teaches me something new, opens my mind to a wider world and always, always make me laugh. I weep with sadness but also gladness that this little creature was in my life and gave me a moment in time to stop and enjoy his companionship amongst simple pleasures.
2019-05-27