Hubby and I were up early even though we’d slept late, if that’s not a contradiction in terms.
In this picture, you can see four vents running along the centre of our roof, and there are two others left and right beyond the kitchen hatchway (Fred’s keeping guard) over our seating area.
The one in the foreground is over the bedroom, so in the summer, it acts as a natural alarm clock as it lets the light in above our heads.
Today has dawned bright and sunny, so we got up to take the dog out for her first walk, deciding to go along the lock instead of round the Avenue. It was 7.30.
Getting off the boat, I noticed a duck on the bank, and reaching for my camera (which I had remembered to put in my pocket), I hoped it was Mother Duck, though Dad was nowhere in sight.
Sure enough, she dipped into the water quickly followed by her babies and I got these.
The other four shots were useless as they were all fuzzy, and these little furballs can’t ‘arf shift!
We had a pleasant but otherwise uneventful walk, and on the way back I went over the check the swans’ nest.
As thought, the final egg has been abandoned and I have missed Mother Swan carrying her babies on her back to the river bank (and protection of the reeds from predators) across the way.