Duckling time is such a glorious time – it feels like it’s heralding the start of something new, of giving hope and boy do we need hope at the moment!. However, it also means the annual visit by the Heron will start again 🙈….as the sun gets warmer, the fish in the village pond start to come to the surface, providing it with its lunch 🙄…..what I do take umbridge to it’s its liking for ducklings when the fish don’t surface 😳…..
Anyway, after my marathon trundle the day before which I told you about last week, I decided it would be a one trundle day and I’d remain in the village.
I decided to go out at lunchtime as another resident had posted on Facebook how the Heron was there and me and him needed to have a chat……😂
As the pond came into view, so did the Heron
Such beautiful elegant creatures, yet with murder in mind…..
As he saw me approaching he flew off to the other end trying to avoid our conversation…
I was pleased to see a new brood of ducklings and was aghast to count 11 this time 😳….
The heron opened its wings as if to fly again
But then changed its mind and paddled it’s long legs elegantly across to the rear of the pond
I gave him a hard stare, then told him to keep to the fish stocks and leave the ducklings alone otherwise I’d take his bad side next time I saw him
I’ve lost count of the number of families we have now….🤔….think its 3, maybe 4 with the Moorhens….
I told the Heron, I’d be back at the end of my trundle to do a duckling count and went off towards the back lane.
As I glanced up at the sky, I could see Red Kites hovering high. It was difficult to get a clear shot but this was my best offering – such majestic creatures
Along the long lane and the birds were singing happily and a Robin, bade me good afternoon
The village is so colourful with spring wonders round every corner
Back through the churchyard and a squirrel froze thinking I wouldn’t see it against the tree trunk
Back to the pond and the heron had flown, hopefully having taken head of my warning. I counted the ducklings as best I could……
Yes, all present and correct as I trundled back home, the sound of children leaving school and excited voices relaying the tales of the day……..