The trees sway gracefully in the gentle breeze, their leaves rustling in harmony with the symphony of quacking ducks and chirping birds. The sunlight filters through the trees making the pond sparkle like aquamarines.

Rebecca chuckles softly as she scatters more corn and seeds towards the eagerly awaiting ducks, their tiny feet paddling towards the food. Lost in her own amusement, Rebecca doesn’t even notice you walking towards the agreed meeting point.