On the way to work today, in the middle of the day, I saw a man, standing on a bridge over a stream (actually a spillway for a lake) with a loaf of bread in a plastic bag ... and he was throwing the bread one broken-up piece at a time, into the stream below ... apparently feeding ducks or geese.
Not an old man, a middle-aged man.
Not a derelict or homeless man (in fact his new-ish car was parked nearby).
He didn't appear to be disabled, physically or mentally.
He was just a man, casually dressed, spending his early afternoon throwing an entire loaf of bread, to the ducks
Those carefree days that one COULD actually take the TIME (such a precious commodity nowadays) to do such things seem soooo far away. I don't even think I have the capability anymore to think like that...when did that happen...so sad...sigh....
The funny thins is that around here he would have probably been harrassed by the cops and cited for littering.
Just his form of stop and smell the roses. You just need to get that new puppy - dogs are great for making you take a breather - they come up a put their head in your lap a make you stop to sit and pet them. Which is why I forced to type this with one hand because they keep rotating thru for their a.m. lovin'. It's nice to take time for bread for ducks!