We had the perfect afternoon at the river feeding the ducks. You made it your personal mission to “touch” a duck. We feed the ducks for a few hours until you had a swarm of about 50+ ducks around you. You led them in with chunks of bread, quacking lightly at them thinking that they would come closer and closer. Finally when one came close enough you reached your hand out and rubbed your hand across ones back. You were so proud of yourself, telling me no matter what you want in life you can achieve it with a little bit of good food and good timing. .
I love how you tell a story with photos! I know you add journaling, but you make the full use of elements to bring the emotion of the memory out so perfectly!
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