family.

One thing to like about my place of work: these guys.

This little family of three ducks. They're always out there, always together, even though the mottled one on the right looks -and sounds- to be of questionable mental capacity. They still keep him around, despite his incessant honking at nothing in particular, and skim the surface of the water between the marinas, above the fish, day in, day out, side by side by side.

There's something comforting in the sight of that bond. Even if they are just ducks.