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This husband of mine…
Is a fretter…fret head…frets McGee…noticed that the brown duck couple…seemed to be…down to one…apparently not a duck…looks like a duck…walks like a duck…quacks like a duck…but is a goose of some sort…anyway…it’s a brown winged honking kind of bird…who seemingly…had lost…it’s partner… Frets McGee…worried one had been killed…searched the grounds…for missing buddy…mentioned concerns…to the office gal…who found the absentee…in a nest…sitting on eggs…away…from people like us…but not…fretted McGee…away…from predator birds…checked the nest daily…looking for signs…of bad news… And then it happened…there they were…ducklings…goslings…little lings…popping out of that fluffy nest…Frets McGee…now concerned…about how…those little lings…would safely…make it to ground…but never fear…cuz what to our wondering eyes should appear…Mom and Dad with what has to be at least 8 little waddlers…making their way to the river…for a morning swim… And so it is with worry…when one recedes…another…seems to always…take its place…and sometimes…it’s best…to trust…have faith…and just let nature…take its course… And this husband of mine…agrees…
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