The call of joyful love starts when the Chinook wind chips away at the glacier, flowing down into a chilling crystalline trickle. The trickle flows down the mountain slope. It grows in strength and become a stream. The stream flows into a park where ducks float atop. A little red head little purple clad German born three year old, came to the park to the feed the ducks. He feeds bread crumbs to the stream. The ducks gobble the crumbs up in loving appreciation.
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