Between fen and mountains

By Tickytocky

Twelve hours old.

We visited son’s in laws for a meal. Mother duck had laid her eggs near the front door. The eggs hatched this morning and the ducklings made their way to the ornamental pond close by. By the evening mother duck had assembled her brood and they all waddled off across the fields to a natural pond offering greater safety.

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