Every time we come to visit St Petersburg we either walk or drive the couple blocks from our house to the pond. I used to fish with a bamboo pole using bread dough balls. We never caught much and whatever we did catch was thrown back. In winter we would collect the stale bread and bring it to the ducks. Now the place is filled with a variety of winged creatures. And not a one is afraid of humans. It's very peaceful there until we are reminded of the damage the fine feathered friends can do. But the scenery is quite different from DC and Wisconsin. It's been unusually warm even here this time of year. But I am not complaining.
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