
The title is, of course, the beginning of Terry Jacks’ song “Seasons in the Sun”. It’s a tribute to a friend who had to go too early. As is my photo.

The title is, of course, the beginning of Terry Jacks’ song “Seasons in the Sun”. It’s a tribute to a friend who had to go too early. As is my photo.

It is quite probably unfair to label this duck malicious but look at his face. The Victor Hugo quote just suits him perfectly.
for Six Word Saturday:

I have an ulterior motive with my 6 word musings this Saturday. I was walking in the woods yesterday when this little creature ran in front of me on the path. It was tiny, totally unperturbed, meeping in a high voice, and following ants on which it pounced and ate one after the other. I think it was either a wood mouse or a bank vole – but the size still puzzles me. Its body was just an inch long, the tail about another inch. Any of the animals I checked up on are normally bigger. Or was this a baby who was still learning to keep under cover and keep quite? I hope it learned fast. Anyway, if somebody knows for sure what I saw I’d appreciate to hear from you.
The area was a fairly well frequented part of a large arboretum with exotic trees from all over the world, beech varieties are also included, pretty close to a town, in southwest Germany (Weinheim an der Bergstraße). https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exotenwald
for: Six Word Saturday