Up here in the mountains...where there's less water and more land. It's the last scene I ever imagined I'd find.
I wondered if - perhaps - it found me? If there's someone somewhere is speaking to me? Out loud?
Mama's seem to appear out of everywhere these days. When I'm not looking...and when I am. When I'm wishing to be reminded of a mother's love...and when I'm not.
So sweet. So trusting. Believing that their mama will lead them safely...that she'll remain always by their side.
On some days - I'm just one of those baby ducklings...looking for her Mama. Wishing for her mama's wisdom and guidance and love.
On these days - I am that Mama. I lead. I love. I guide.