Imagery by Kimberly

Little Duck

He was dropped off on the lake by someone the day after Easter.  He was all alone in a world unknown.



He had to be so scared and confused.  And he must have surely wondered, ala Dr Suess, as he tried to find refuge with a soul who would let him be by their side...


"Are you my Mother?" 


Yet, as the universe would have it, he chose not a mother, but a father to cling to.  A father, who has a broken leg.  A father who let him lean on HIM.



And a father who let him swim with him....



However, Little Duck had to earn his trust.  There were moments and to be honest, wounds, that only Mother Nature would understand. But Little Duck would not give up.  His plight and his spunk has truly been the wind beneath his wings....



And early this Sunday morning as he was nestled on the grass, secure and smiling in the rays of love ....

I think he felt peace and acceptance.... and happiness.

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May Little Duck and his chosen Father now be together in love and harmony forever and ever.





Amen.

These are the Days ...

These are the days of the ducklings!  And they are so darling to observe! If you have never had the chance to watch them, I hope that one day you will be able to.  Adorable sweetness in the most innocent form.

I also hope you had a beautiful Easter and are having a great week. Typepad, the host of this site, has been down off and on and more off than on since last Friday.  I am crossing my fingers that I am able to post this entry!  Hopefully things are fixed now....

I have been spending as much time as I can down on the lake hoping to see the cygnets as they hatch.  The mama swans are on their nests and some babies have already hatched but I was not able to see them before the city took them away as soon as they had dried off.  You may remember that the city raises the cygnets until they are older and then they return the juveniles - that is what they are called at that stage - back to the lake.  While I am so thankful and happy the babies are no longer put in the pens where they did not thrive and most of them died, I am very sad that the babies cannot stay with their Mamas and Papas and be free to be a family.  The moments witnessed last year when they were able to be together for a few days were so incredibly precious to live for the swan families and for the human families who were so blessed to be there and see.  Moments such as this one may never happen on this lake again ...

But as the saying goes, "Never say never" and I pray that one day we will let Mother Nature be.

So yes, these are the days.  Days of ducklings, days of waiting, days of hoping, and days of living.  Beautiful days underneath the golden rays.  

Love you all,

Me

Easter Blessings to You and Yours

Much love,
Kim

So Sweet

This Mama has 15 babies! They are tucked underneath her wings and body here.  Aren't these two are on her back so sweet?  

xo

Two Reasons to Smile

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Click on large and feel free to save if you would like.  I hope this Mama and her baby made you smile.


Love,
Me

Never….

Never let anyone put your light out, right Swan Shine?

xo

Nesters

If I could be down on the lake all day and all night right now, I would. It is my favorite time of year there. Scattered all around the lake are lots of mamas-in-waiting nestled on their nests.  Such a sweet season of anticipation and miracles to be.  Papa Goose doesn't have a nest, of course, but he is so very sweet no matter the season. 





I think he will be very busy soon.  One of the muscovy mamas is due to have her babies any day.  And then Papa Goose will be found on the opposite side of his current preferred spot on the lake, caring for her and her babies and defending them against the enemies. He is a one of a kind goose for sure!  And I love him sooooooooo much.

xo

Unsure

"I don't know about this hat Birdie."


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A Wee Bit of Random

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I hope you have a wonderful weekend!

xo,
Me

I Try….

When I go to the lake I try to be in the moment(s) of the lake. While I have my phone with me for emergency, it is on silent.  For me, the lake is my sanctuary.  My time to be with Mother Nature and our Maker. And while most times I have my camera with me to click and capture what my heart is seeing, for yes hearts see too, I also spend a great deal of time living the lake without all things technical.  The cars may be whizzing by.  The sirens may be blaring. The small town city's voice may be beckoning. But I try my very best to tune all of that out and tune IN to the life that is on the lake.  As I walk, I look up.  I look down.  I look all around.  I try to feel all that can be found.  All of the joys, the sorrows, the lessons, and the hopes of tomorrow.

The operative word here is "try", however.

Yesterday, as I was making my way around the lake, all of the noise from the massive construction going on at the church across the street was seemingly extra loud. There was the sound of the drills.  There was the sound of the hammers.  There was the sound of the trucks. Trucks that were going "beep beep beep."  Relentessly, loudly, and repetitively.

"Beep beep beep."

I sighed.  And I admit I was annoyed.  But then I heard the sweetest sound coming from underneath the lily pads.....

"Peep peep peep."


And my heart leaped.


I sat on the rock beside the two ducklings and I heard and saw nothing else but them.  The peeps replaced the beeps and it was so beautiful.






I tried and I did.  And I will keep trying and doing.  One moment at a time.


xo

Wednesday Wishes

I hope your Wednesday is a beautiful one.  

And that you know how much you are loved.

xo,

Kim

 

 

April Days ...

April days are so incredibly sweet on the lake.  Sweet and beautiful and golden.  I plan on embracing every moment that I can here during this season of new life and everlasting hope.  I simply love these days ...

And you.

Thank YOU for being sweet and beautiful and golden too.

Here's to April days.  

Love,

Kim