You know you are grown sentimental when you start counting the cygnets on the duck pond in the park to be sure none has perished since you counted last.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I had a few ducks as a kid.
The garden has taught me to live, to appreciate the times when things are fallow and when they're not.
Don't think that the things around you don't count, because they do.
If you throw the pebble in the pond and the rings start circulating that much wider, you've done things and created things for people that they didn't think they'd ever be able to do. That excites me.
I was a lone duck in a swan-filled pond who criticized everyone.
If you know anything about ducks, you know a baby duck will imprint itself on you. It misses its mother.
I was in the middle of the golf tournament trying to make birdies and I was just having a blast. So that probably qualifies as having a greater appreciation.
I'm not counting any chickens.
Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.
People eat duck and you think, well, we've got loads of chickens, leave the ducks alone!