I am fascinated by those autumn evenings in which the sun, undoubtedly more ceremonious than in its summer manifestations, gives places a special light, ideal for contemplation and also for long and fruitful solo walks.

I suppose that this young duck must have felt something similar, that, leaving the company of the strident flock, he ventured to splash alone through the golden waters of the pond, who knows if sensing, also, that old Latin sentence that he advised, without false modesty , live the moment as if it were the last.

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