Beak of the Week

Mr H and I took a hot walk to the Post Office to collect an oversized parcel. I went for a paper, Mr H went to get the parcel only to find out that the parcel was in another post office, a fifteen minute drive away. That Post Office shuts at noon and it was then eight minutes to noon. We should have read the little postcard and not assumed....

The duck pond is on the walk back home and a variety of noisy ducks, swans and some very beautiful cygnets were resting there.

When you zoom right in on this, on the camera, you can see the sky in his eye.

Quack!