This morning I went to
Dad's grave at the cemetery. They have a temporary marker there and I felt bad that the flowers he had for the funeral were already wilted. I didn't bring any flowers for the temporary vase there but I'm sure someone will soon.
I told Dad that I loved him and that I was going to feed the ducks at the pond that's in the cemetery.
Before I had come by the cemetery, I went to the store and grabbed a loaf of bread to feed the ducks with. I had some old hamburger rolls as well.
So I drive up and see this:
I'm thinking, "Okay, are there ducks out there?"
"Maybe this won't be so bad."
"Hey look, Canadian geese!"
So they started to come closer to feed...
And seagulls showed up...
And before I realized it, I had Noah's Ark out here. I really didn't bring enough bread for them all, but I did what I could.
This guy was my buddy, who came up and asked for bread politely.