Duckling

This morning, we saw our first ducklings of the year. As we stood looking out across 'Swan Lake', a new mother mallard came swimming up with her small brood.

Looking very proud - and rightly so - of her four babies, she came along with them to see if we had anything to eat.

As a child, I lived near a small river where ducklings bobbed about every spring and a good proportion of these were born (hatched?) yellow. Lately, we don't seem to have seen so many yellow ones, but of this little family, three of the four had that colouring.

On another of the lakes of Straw's Bridge, two families of Coots were swimming about, but it was the mallard family which caught our attention most.