Eleven Ducks and One Bucket

An afternoon visit to Roberts Park didn't quite go as planned with 6yo performing an unorthodox scooter dismount within the first hundred metres. He returned home with mum for grazes and gouges to be tended while 3yo and I enjoyed a wander, a play and some live music.

This spot was last visited in only my tenth blip, when the river above the weir was calmer and providing better reflections. This was clearly the place for the young male ducks to be today.

I've back blipped a beautiful sunburst from yesterday evening.

caught ~ between calmness ~ and agitation ~ fourteen ducks ~ one bucket