By William Allingham
Four ducks on a pond,
A grass-bank beyond,
A blue sky of spring,
White clouds on the wing;
What a little thing
To remember for years-
To remember with tears!
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Quickie after a trip downtown because I won a pass for two to see Migration, the movie about the family of ducks trying to fly to Jamaica. It's cute, more for children than adults (though some scary bits for small kids -- the ones in the theater were mostly 10 and up), plenty of potty humor, some callbacks to Roadrunner-Coyote type cartoons. The animals-loose-in-New-York thing has been overdone and Chicken Run covered some aspects already, but it's definitely worth seeing for free!
My day otherwise was pretty uneventful early on, laundry and chores in the morning drizzle, then in the afternoon a spectacular rainbow came out over the lake -- one end here, the other in Marymoor Park. I got on to chat with my Voyager group, though we didn't watch an episode because one person couldn't come, one person had to leave early for a book group, and I had to eat dinner early to get to the movie. Now we're watching this week's Slow Horses, which is intense.
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