First starting out this morning, this was everywhere. . . at the canal it is worse. By that time it had worn off the rest of the walk. No ducks on this side and only one on the other side.
Ah, but now I can count on one in my community. She is resting . . . waiting for the ducklings to get up, perhaps?
Perfection is based on perception. Anyone is perfect if you love them hard enough.