A puddle of ducklings

I make that seven, don't you?

Met this little family on the observation platform by the reserve pond this morning.  Mum - who I instantly thought of as Jemima with her second successful brood - was standing on the lip, keeping guard over her sleeping babes.  And they really were sleeping, warm in the sun, but at this point had started waking up..

After my walk, breakfast and various jobs, I went into town to buy myself something half decent to wear on Sunday, which is the 90th birthday party of my only remaining aunt.  I'm told caterers will be doing the food and there are 60 guests.  Sounds a bit posh to me.  Shall I take my camera?  Possibly!

Enjoy your evening, all  xx

PS: Results for WFW24_08 will be in my journal tomorrow  ;))