I gave Family Duck a new “paddling pool” – ok, it’s a washing-up bowl but I thought it might be a good introduction to water for the little ones.  I put strategically placed rocks both inside and around so that no one would get stuck and then drown/die.

They were suspicious.

And then investigated a bit, but no one got in, despite my best Health & Safety efforts.

Later in the afternoon, I put out food for everyone and found Family Duck had left their home to join in too.  This is a first and a good sign.

There was lots of socialising and also duck politics which was fascinating to watch. The boys sensibly stayed well away, but another female wanted to investigate the ducklings further.

So Mother Duck waded in and they had a row.

The inquisitive duck was seen off by very ferocious Mother D.

Meanwhile the babies just plonked themselves down and watched everything going on around them with puzzled bemusement.

They are very tame now and come running up if food is mentioned.

Pepper is possibly considered family too.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she is on the babysitting roster!

There was no sign of Monster. He was busy enjoying the sun in the garden.  Probably wise.  Mother duck means business.

I spent my day in town as I had a dentist’s appointment mid-morning and other stuff to do as well. I felt sort of sad leaving everyone behind, namely Pepper, but, apart from the dentist, I was looking forward to a day away from home and the animals.

It was far too hot for Pepper to wait in the car anyway.

As I arrived early – stuff to do – I visited Jamieson’s Knitwear on the Street and re-stocked my desktop field, as it was looking a bit empty.

And I left the field looking pretty full.

I also noticed we had made the front window display too, which was nice to see.

Then a quick nip up and down the Street into various shops.  More stuff bought.

The dentist was over fairly quickly – nothing to see there.  Tesco’s and the Co-Op and then home.

Apparently, I was missed.

As you know, my main hobby is to complain about the weather.

But today the sun came out and it has been hot by my standards, though probably not anyone else’s – I think it said 22℃ in the car on my way to Turriefield to pack veg this afternoon.  We boiled in the shed.

So, because the weather has warmed up today, everyone has been draped around the place.

I spent my morning washing out water troughs and buckets filling them with clean water.

Obviously this was a family affair and I tried to line everyone up for a lovely family portrait and failed dismally.

But I did manage to capture these three.  They were relaxing and making the most of the calm, the mysterious lack of flies/midges that usually accompany this kind of day and nodding off. Why they chose Iacs as their guard-horse is totally beyond my comprehension.  A rookie mistake, I told them.

The ducklings are now living, with their Mum full-time in the big shed with two other ducks (one is possibly their father).  All is calm there too, which is good.  I gave this group a new bath to play in.  They were very suspicious of it but I reckon it won’t take long before they are clambering in.  Muscovy ducks are not obsessed swimmers – they just like to clean themself in fresh water.

And on a bad note, a certain small “person” was caught leaving home (possibly looking for me while I was away) and was found half way down our track.  We had words about this and Pepper says she is sorry she anyone found out!

Here are a few pics from yesterday, and a wee film.

This is what I get on my birthday – Lambie’s grudging acknowledgement of my existence.  I feel truly blessed.

And yesterday, also, under strict supervision, Pepper decided to get to know the ducklings.

I was surprised at how she made this decision.  She likes to be friends with everyone on the croft. It is important to her and I am also surprised at how Mrs Duck is not angry with Pepper, trying to get her ducklings away.  She seemed quite happy to let them just get on with it.

They are still impossibly cute and I think a girl and boy but I will probably be proved wrong and they will be boys. They are always boys.

Duck Family portrait.

And, lastly, my latest album cover, which reminds me, I must muck out!  I knew I had something I had to do today.

And thank you for all your kind birthday wishes.  Much appreciated, as ever.

Happy birthday to me today. I am 62 apparently.

I had a very good harvest, as my uncle would say – Lego (my ultimate relaxation), Lambie wool seat-pad, shepherd’s crook, bamboo sheets, sleep earplugs, magic-smelling shampoo, Dualit kettle, etc.

Card courtesy of Daisy (brilliant, isn’t it?)