It is a natural instinct in a duck to flock. And by flocking, I mean wanting, nay needing, to be with others. To be part of a crowd. Safety in numbers and all that. And as ducks are essentially prey, the flock instinct is exceptionally strong. It’s one of thoseRead More →
It’s almost six weeks since Gabby was hatched and our duckling is growing like a weed. She has now, in human years, become a teenager. And is going through growing pains. As with most young teenagers, life is so very tiring. We often find Gabby sitting and simply watching theRead More →
It’s early evening. We sit with glass of wine in our new patio and wind down for the day. The sun is waning and casting a golden glow on the garden, spotlighting flowers and greenery here and there. And I find myself surrounded by a cast of characters enjoying theRead More →
I have been a duckling mother now for two weeks. And it may be my memory, but I am enjoying this so much more than the first time. Yes, there are differences, but experience is a very helpful thing. When Maggie was hatched everything was new, experiences and mistakes alike.Read More →
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