A scene that’s permanently etched in my mind happened when I was a little boy on a vacation with my family in Vermont. I saw an ice covered pond that was so beautiful. As the sun rose, its’ rays made the banks twinkle. The surrounding trees seemed to sleep somberly while they were being covered by a new blanket of snow. It would have been completely silent, but some ducks whose feet had frozen in the pond overnight, continuously quacked as I repeatedly lit’em up with my slingshot. Unforgettable childhood memories.
