Saturday 9 July 2011: SLEEPY HOLLOW
This was the sight that greeted me this morning as I pulled back the living room curtains. I grabbed my camera and the bird food and went out to put some food in the birds' feeder.
The ducks,who had no doubt been camping out on my back lawn, were non-plussed by my presence. Eventually they stirred and performed a graceful stretching routine worthy of any ballet performance. Wings were fanned and legs were gracefully thrust backwards and then, once I had returned to the house, they converged under the bird feeder to forage for the food that had fallen to the ground.