I went again today to the little park with the duck pond. Remember. . . I said I should stop by more often, because my first visit left me with such a feeling of peace. Here's the view from the parking lot. Looks peaceful, doesn't it?
The pampas grass was swaying in the breeze.
You probably remember the white ducks I introduced you to, earlier. They were here, huddled together in a "corner" of the pond, because . . .
. . . the tranquility has been disturbed! Relatives from out-of-town have come for a visit! They've taken over the pond.
Their kids have taken over the yard!
They're occupying every nook and cranny of the pond. I think they've overstayed their welcome!
The city cousins dress a little flashier than the white ducks ... show-offs!
"I have a headache. Maybe if I hide my eyes for a moment, they'll all go away!"
"Nope - they're still here. Have they never heard that fish and visitors both stink after three days?!"