We took a quick drive through our old apartment complex, Stonehedge. The baby ducks are still in their fluffy and cute stage. This momma duck was pretty angry with me for daring to get close enough to take a picture.

Sometimes I miss living at Stonehedge. Sure we had to deal with the Elephant Man upstairs and there were five speed bumps to negotiate before we got to our parking spot and we had to take our laundry to the washers and dryers instead of being able to just do it at 3am in our house. There were baby ducks for my birthday every year, and doesn’t that really just make up for all of that?