What the Mallard Taught

The Transforming Power of A Walk

When we are capable of stopping

we begin to see

-Thich Nhat Hanh

Photo by Amy Hoppock (the bridge)

It wasn’t until I stepped onto the short, hidden wooden bridge over Dry Creek that I noticed the mama mallard on her daily paddle. She emerged from under the bridge right as I stepped onto it. In the cooling, gracefully shade of the vast, old cottonwood tre…