From time to time ducklings are dropped off on the lake. People leave them to fend for themselves as they adjust to their new home. This happens especially after Easter when I suspect their novelty wore off as soon as the Easter baskets were put away. I believe the intentions are good when their owners bring them here but it doesn't always work out for the ducklings. They do not always adjust to the elements and they are not always accepted right away by the other feathered residents.
When I came across these two it was love at first sight but of course! They appear to be a brother and sister, although I am not sure. I sat down to observe them and it was fascinating to see how they communicated with each other and how they huddled together as if to say, "We're not in Kansas anymore!" They were very hesitant to come near me at first but eventually they did and the click of my camera was soon ignored. But I must admit that I truly felt like they were whispering about me.
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I promised this darling duckling duo that I would keep checking on them in the days ahead as I stood up to continue my path. And as they walked away, side by side, to continue their path of what surely will be a new life with many obstacles to face - it reminded me that they were embracing their journey in the way that all brave souls must do when faced with the unknown ...
By putting one foot in front of the other with hope and faith.
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