Like Water Off a Duck's Back

Walking beside the Mallards at rainy Kah Tai Lagoon today, I couldn't help but notice the beauty of their feathers. I'd observed the shiny green head, the bright orange feet, even the tidy necklace, but had never really taken a close look before at the lovely pattern on its back, or for that matter the curly black tail feathers. Today I loved the raindrops slipping and tumbling down this duck's back, and I also loved thinking about the meaning of a saying that has given me confidence in the past. I wonder what wise person first coined that phrase?

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