The lovers floated in the clouds oblivious of the breeze that could make mallards shiver or of the slanting sun that made the leaves burn yellow and crimson. They were wrapped in a cocoon of each other's arms making the public pond their own. For: DVerse Poets' Quadrille #18: Cloud We spent a good part of yesterday afternoon visiting a nearby state park, Borderline State Park. We covered only a tiny fraction of the park. So far, my favorite part was the Leach Pond area where I was able to see autumn reflected in the water and some mallard ducks in the water. I would have loved to see the ducks at closer range but a pair of lovers blocked the narrow egress to the pond. They give me the idea for this piece.