There's a stream that runs near my house. I cross it every day when I run or walk my son to school. I guess it is still called a stream even when they line it with concrete. It's this amazing ecosystem that has, from time to time, fish and ducks and even the occasional crane. And every summer they stick a bulldozer in there and doze it all up. [Pause to restrain environmental rant].
Yesterday I ran by, and stopped to look at the tall green plants, taller than me I guess. And the little green ones. And the soft-looking dirt of the creek bottom. And the ducks. Eight of them. The ducks are back! That little cement creek managed to renew itself in time for the migratory season of our ducks. Amen and blessed be.
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