Saturday, May 2, 2015


There are rewards for those who rise early. The dedicated California walker really must do this, as the heat will punish if you leave it too late. When one travels to the lovely and cool climates of the Motherland, this is not an issue. The SconeLady could, and did, walk any time, early or late or in between, and it mattered not. Piece of cake.

On this day I left the house at 6am and was almost instantly rewarded. Not only was there a dreamy sunrise to gaze at in awe, there was also a mother duck with her ducklings. And absolutely none of them were ugly. They paddled around near where I stood, and didn't become spooked by the sound of the camera. It was terribly sweet. And just around the corner I found another mother, this time with 7 or 8 more ducklings, and the funny tweeting sounds they make at their mother. She was serene and in control, for her beak was able to give a quick little peck when needed.

For some years, this lake had missed the spectacle of ducklings. For whatever reason, they didn't make it and we mourned, and then waited for the next year, only to mourn again. Life without them was rather dry. Now, they seem to be coming out of the woodwork! Isn't new life just splendid? All of it - puppies, kittens, ducklings, ponies, calves, and most especially cuddly little babies. Then the gift keeps right on giving, because after we can really no longer have children, our children or nieces or nephews have them for us! Brilliant.

Some people (I have heard) don't believe in miracles. It's difficult to hold that view if there is a child somewhere in your family. Or circle of friends. Or even in your workplace. Surely someone around you has one. Find it. Look closely into his or her eyes, and just tell me you don't believe in miracles.

It can't be possible.

See you along the Way!
the SconeLady

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