A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Hanging with friends

We hadn't seen N. since the end of winter, which is just a shame, because we always have a wonderful time with her. So today, as she is getting ready to go back to her work city after a wonderful sabbatical, we visited her. We had a lovely lunch, followed by a walk in the park. This time, Olivier was awake to see the ducks, though I'm not sure he was as fascinated by them as we were. 
The tiny duck from the extra picture seemed completely lost: there were no mama ducks to be seen, and he was roaming the lake, on his own, like a pro. 

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