The walk behind our last apartment on the train tracks, and at nature park.
That duck cracked me up. It just came a walking up a path from underneath the bridge we were on. They waddle. I waddle. I could laugh forever at ducks. I love them.
The walk behind our last apartment on the train tracks, and at nature park.
That duck cracked me up. It just came a walking up a path from underneath the bridge we were on. They waddle. I waddle. I could laugh forever at ducks. I love them.
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