I thought I might go for a ride; a long, cruisy spin to clear the head reminding legs, lungs and heart what Spring is all about. Lifes cycle.
A spring duckling – one of seven and not counting the mother. Accompanying the duckling is a seven-line poem. I acknowledge that I may be pushing my luck about the “seven” topic. Must have a wee bit of Irish in me.
Becky has begun another Squares Challenge; check out the rules on her first post –
I can feel the energy, Suzanne, and the duckling is adorable. I knew you’d be around somewhere if I kept trolling through my Reader. You do original well. I love it.
Life at No. 22 
I think this is a fabulous seven. And a most adorable duckling.
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Thanks Jude, and yes, the duckling is very cute. I could happily spend hours watching them.
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Fine poem. And I noticed that the duck is composed of the same colors as the ground it is standing on. Have a good day!
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Thanks, Neil. A camouflage duck who didn’t realise it was 😉
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oh this is a brilliant Seven Square – love it, so original
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Thanks, Becky, a fun distraction.
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Ah yes spring weather, the birds and the bees and the flowers abound. Enjoy the biking.
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Thanks Pauline, will do more cycling when there are fewer southerly winds. Getting too soft.
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This is one cute duckling.
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I thought so, too.
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I can feel the energy, Suzanne, and the duckling is adorable. I knew you’d be around somewhere if I kept trolling through my Reader. You do original well. I love it.
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Thanks, Jo. I will always pop up now and again 😀
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Cute wee duckling. I like your poem and hope the ride did the trick!
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Thanks Anabel, and yes it did the trick. Exercise for me, always gives me a boost in the right direction.
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Spring? Spring? You can’t mean it. The trees are turning yellow! OH wait, my bad. 🤣 Savor it!!!
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Funny girl, I live on the bottom end of earth, or is it the top 😉
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🤣 Whichever it is, I’d love to see it.
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Lovely
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Thanks, Derrick.
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What a lovely poem and such a sweet little ducking. Gorgeous photo too!
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Thanks, Catherine. A bit fun.
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Love the poem and the duckling! 😊
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Thank you, and apologies for the late reply.
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Lovely, Suzanne. I always feel starved for spring and it’s glorious when it arrives. I can feel that same sensation in your poem.
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Thanks very much, Diana. There is a positive air to spring with all the new growth and not to mention cute lambs.
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🙂
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