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We were hiking through a flooded forest, with no one else in sight.

A mallard couple suddenly marched across the trail in front of us, finding water where none had been before.

The male stood guard, eyeing us warily, while the female delicately lowered herself into the water and pecked at the surface.

“I wish I could be like that for you,” he said, tenderly.

I was moved:  “You always are, sweetheart, always.”

Life in 5 lines or less© starts each Saturday morning with reflection.

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