This week Frank invites us to share our interpretation of Gentle.
This duck seemed to want to make friends. She walked right up to me as I sat on a bench in a park one day. A gentle soul.
Nothing like the feeling of a duck taking bread from your hand. Their bills were soft and barely touched my fingers as they took it.
A Day In The Life 
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01/08/2019 at 6:30 pm
Looks like you made two or three new friends that day! How fun!
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01/09/2019 at 8:24 pm
Yes!
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01/08/2019 at 11:56 am
Awwwwww. I know something of that feeling, the birds that land on my hand to eat are also gentle, and so light they almost don’t touch me. My mom used to feed the ducks and geese on her lake from her hand too. She loved them.
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01/09/2019 at 8:34 pm
I never realized how gentle they were – somehow I figured those bills would be snappy- but not at all 🙂
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01/08/2019 at 6:40 am
Friendly old girl 🙂 lovely photos 🙂
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01/08/2019 at 7:24 am
Isn’t she the sweetest? Thanks for stopping by today 🙂
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