Some time ago, we purchased a large 25kg sack of bird seed, and the wild birds here don’t like it. The pigeons do, and as such, Portly and Breast are strutting their stuff on our bird table, one hitting the bird feeder whilst the other gobbles up the fallen seed. We have seen the fence shudder when they land on it, and if they actually sit on the washing line, it bows a good few inches and it’s a surprise that one isn’t catapulted into orbit when the other takes off.
However, I digress a little.
We know that the ducks like this seed so today we filled a large poo bag (yes we still have boxes of them in the cupboard) and went trotting off to the park.
As we entered, there were no ducks anywhere.Picture October 2017
There was a solitary moorhen on the water who came out to see what was going on.
It kept away from the ducks and the pair of Canada geese that were muscling in (we let them off as one has a damaged wing and cannot fly and the other is his mate), so it didn’t feed, but I did get some pretty decent shots of it.
It was a nice and refreshing walk, and good to see the ducks back. Sadly though there was no sign at all of Geraldine.