SILLY DUCK?

Flying away from her handsome mate.
Who did not seem impressed by me and stayed on the quay.
At the end of the Weser promenade where at this time of the year hardly any walks. Except Piet Hein and I, we love to see the river Weser stream so fast here in the bend, between the hills.
A lazy, very lazy day for us. The thought that there is still a lot to do inside I throw away from me, far away. There is always a next year, isn't there?
We skyped with Mischa, and she could show her new cats, they lay sleeping on her bed, and washing themselves later.
From both sides it will be a process that will take time to find a new balance. The cats still afraid of sounds, and the big space around them, and Mischa now and then worrying how things will develop.
We wish and hope for her that all will be settled well in the coming time.