Treasuring the little moments
Wed, 06/29/2016 - 15:12
Pam Stone
It all began with glimpsing a cloud in the sky that, even to the dullest brain, absolutely resembled a duck: beak, head, neck, body, and tail, sticking up, the way a floating duck will wiggle it’s tail feathers after dunking its head for a bit of dinner into a pond.