June 19, 2001

• I went to feed the ducks the other day at Sunset Park, and I had a lovely experience. So many people were out enjoying the day. I saw a grandpa and his young grandaughter fishing, and it brought tears to my eyes as I remembered fishing with MY Grandpa as a very little girl. I hated fishing, but there was nothing that would keep me from spending special alone time with grandpa! (I even baited my own hook with live worms although I preferred velveeta!) He stood 6'7" in his stocking feet and even when I was older he seemed to tower over me. It was like hugging a tree, being wrapped up in one of his hugs and he always smelled sooo good! <giggle> I used to stand on his feet when we danced together and I felt as if I was dancing on a cloud! I guess I don't have to tell you, I adored my grandfather, and I was devastated when he died when I was 18.

  
  

  Anyway, there were lots of kids running and playing and I could hear the sound of laughter being carried on the breeze and it made me smile. Nothing can bring a smile to my heart like the sound of children and their deep down belly laughs!

  
  

  I took my time feeding the ducks, and the geese...my they can be so greedy and you would think they are never...ever...fed! As I was tossing out the crumbs, I saw a tiny little yellow fluff of down...a baby duck...He/she/it was so cute and so little and trying so hard to get a bite to eat. I was so grateful to have a chance to see it. Life renewing itself...what a marvelous gift!

  
  

  Bright Blessings,

  
  

  Amethyst

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