Isn't it always the way? As with my visit to BriggFlatts the other day, I went to friend M's for lunch today as we were both on our own for the day. She has the loveliest front garden, full of herbaceous plants and deep undergrowth.
A duck has laid her eggs and hatched off a dozen or so ducklings in the last day or two. From inside the house we could watch this careful mother standing on the lawn, ever watchful, while her tiny brood scudded up and down the lawn, nibbling at the grass. They were delightful and - I had no camera to capture the moment for my blog.
The second we opened the front door they disappeared into the undergrowth - they might only be a day or two old but already they have learned that it is necessary to obey instantly if mother makes an alarm call. Sad to think that they won't all make it to adulthood. Cats, stoats, weasels and sparrow hawks, not to speak of traffic if they venture on to the road, will all take their toll. But for now, all are safe and being well-looked after by a very caring Mum.