Growing
My granddaughter Stasia and I had time for a quick, late afternoon trip to Amos Lake, our go-to favorite swimming hole, and as we enjoyed the nicely warm water, we noticed a family of Mallards drifting by just outside the boundary buoys. The little guys, born just around the start of summer, had definitely gotten bigger. As I watched Stasia watching them, I had the same realization about my little girl—a girl for sure, but no longer all that little. And a young lady definitely in need of a rinse.
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