The Lozarithm Lens

By lozarithm


I tried today, I really did, to get away from ducks and swans and canals and rivers, and I drove especially to the Atwell-Wilson Motor Museum to take a picture of the fire engine on the forecourt.

I then, fatally, went on a little wander, found a footpath, heard the enticing sound of quacking, investigated, and found myself at the former Lower Quemerford Mill, beside the River Marden. Amongst the inquisitive ducks that paddled up to me was this fellow.

How could I not?

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