Visitors

I think I am making progress. 

Today I walked, like I have done every day now for two weeks, and I found myself thinking of Christmas songs instead of just focusing on getting through it.

In fact, I noticed the Canadian geese, the Mallard ducks and two other kinds of ducks who must have dropped in for a visit.  There was only one pair each of the new ones, but probably hundreds of all the others.

Our pond seems to be a very popular place for water fowl.

Maybe because very few humans come there in person.  They look out their windows.  They glance at it from afar when they drive around the complex. But they just don't seem to want to get out and walk through.

I'm sure that's good for the ducks and geese.  When I walk around it, on the sidewalk, they waddle, walk, fly and stumble down onto the ice and water no matter how quiet or careful I am.  I'd feel guiltier except that if it weren't for people like me there would be no pond here.

And it could be worse for them.  I could walk around actually singing those Christmas Carols rambling through my head.