The Odds on Ducklings…

…are shortening.

This morning I got a little fright. I was walking around our pond as is my custom. When I got to these reeds {photo taken in January} the female wild duck, took off out of them. She was no more than a couple of metres away from me. She landed in the pond and did not swim away. She stayed close.

I turned my back on her and slowly walked away, my heart slightly racing.

This looks like nesting behaviour to me, and it explains why Mr duck has been mooching around that end of the pond every morning. You can’t see her, but you can see him.

This means no more walks around the pond for a month and that should the brood hatch, their first swim will be in our pond.

The thought of wild ducklings swimming in our pond is very pleasant and mildly exciting.