Quiet Sunday

Running along Green Lake this afternoon, I saw two pairs of mallards accompanying a flotilla of ducklings. This is the second time I've seen them or a similar group, bobbing along next to the shoreline; ducky daycare is back in full force. Right across the path from this adorable picture op was a war protest by Veterans for Peace: Many hundreds of white foam core board crosses and markers stuck on the hillside, commemorating the death toll thus far for Bush's war of choice. As I ran past, I caught glimpses of names and ages, all young, of course. Made my gut ache. Nothing good has come of this, and I am willing to predict that nothing good ever will.
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