I mentioned a couple of days ago that we’d seen the first ducklings on the lake.
There had been no adults taking any notice, so we just hoped they were exploring on their own.
Yesterday, we saw just one, paddling away but again no adult in attendance. It approached one female but she turned her back and swam away, leaving it heading for the side of the lake by itself.
We wanted to bring it home and give it a chance, but had no idea what you’d feed a duckling or indeed where we could keep it. It’s hard, but we know we shouldn’t interfere.
Walking Maggie there today, we saw another dog walker who said she’d seen one female with 12 babies the other day but now she only seemed to have 3. Looking across the lake, we saw one with three babies, then four, five and six appeared on the bank.
Last year, the goslings hatched first so they were a considerable size when the ducklings followed, and there were full broods of each everywhere.
This year, the crows and gulls are picking the little ones off.
It’s upsetting how things are turning out but it’s Nature’s way (and I hate it).