I saw a bunch of Pacific black ducks waddling across the grass today. They moved in that classic duck way, all quick little steps and head bobbing. The sunlight caught their feathers, and they just seemed to soak it all in. I stood still for a while, watching them, and it felt nice to just enjoy the moment. Then they quacked loudly, and I chuckled, suddenly realizing I was smiling.

A group of Pacific black ducks waddles across the sunlit park lawn.