I know it must still be night-time somewhere

Swim in the pond that you're given

Habitat is where you find it, I guess. This was my gift from the universe this morning for schlepping to Lowe's.

This mama duck seemed absolutely unruffled that her pond was only a half inch deep, that she was being gawked at by a

group of unruly hardware store addicted humans and towered over by giant roasting machines.

Wish I could be that hopeful and that focused and fearless.