We are officially empty nesters. Literally, we now have an empty nest as our resident barn swallows have left. The fledglings have flown and our hallway is now quiet. It’s a real case of missing something when it is gone. I loved the early morning chatter I awoke to eachRead More →
I’m sat in the ducks’ enclosure laughing as I type this. It’s bath time and our ducks and young ducklings, now teenagers, are frolicking in their ponds. Bath time has a routine to it. Once a week, twice in the heat of summer, the water in their ponds is changedRead More →
Made that mistake of falling back asleep this morning and awoke groggy and out of sorts at 7am to three cat faces staring at me saying ‘what time do you call this?!? Breakfast, now!’ As the animals are routine orientated, so I have become. Which puts to my groggy mindRead More →
We discovered ducks are empathic when our Maggie was just a young duck. As an imprinted duck, and our first duck, she had rule of our home. Yes, she lived inside with us. She truly believed I was her mother, so to separate her from me would have been cruel.Read More →
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