Maggie pet duck

Maggie is our Pet Duck. What’s it like to have a pet duck? Like a dog with feathers. A dog that can fly. But other wise rules the household, is always hungry, likes to cuddle up and has her own cushion that she doesn’t want any one else sleeping on. (That means you cat!)

Baby its cold outside at PumpjackPiddlewick

We’re enjoying a cold snap. And I do say enjoying (sort of) as after all it is winter, and winter has connotations of cold. At least to me. I grew up in the northern hemisphere, in cold places. And its funny how that dictated where I have travelled. Having doneRead More →

Maggies does not like the weather today at PumpjackPiddlewick

The weather simply won’t make up its mind. We’ve been enjoying a mild moment over the holidays. Morning fogs to bright sunny skies. And come Wednesday a fall in temperature and we are back to being cold, but with sun. I am very curious what this winter will bring. EvenRead More →

Rest in Peace Maggie forever in our hearts at PumpjackPiddlewick

Rest in Peace our dear dear Maggie. We lost our Maggie just before Christmas. It was so sudden, with no forewarning, and no chance to say goodbye. I feel rudderless, adrift in cotton wool. Numb in the mind. To all intensive purposes she was my child. I hatched her, watchedRead More →

Our Ducks first time in snow is always a laugh out loud experience at PumpjackPiddlewick

A north wind has been blowing through here and yesterday evening it began to snow. This morning I woke up to a white world. So it was quick out of bed to go and see our ducks first time in snow. It’s always a memorable experience. Maggie and George, whoRead More →