This was taken from last night. Lovely colours and the sunset was pretty too.

This morning, however, was a different matter. I had decided that mother duck and her babies could now go outside of their pen but it was raining and not very nice so I asked OH to make their run a bit more sturdy instead.  They are learning to escape.

As the day brightened into lovely sunshine, I finally opened their door.

So they sat there and ignored freedom for a while.

Later, I saw that the little family had moved around and were perfectly happy outside of their home.  Mum was keeping guard.

Her dearest darling precious little ducks.

Later, on my way out to pack veg at Turriefield, I fould that family duck had all gone back to bed.  As Monster was also around,  I shut the door.  I trust Monster but I don’t really trust him.  I would’ve hated to come home to carnage.

I told you I would follow them around!  I just worry too much.