And then there was 1

Only 8 days ago i took this picture

A young mother with fresh born duckling darlings.

Count them – there’s 8 right?

And now – today – look at what’s happened

She’s got 1 left!

What happened to the other 7? The sneaky cats around here….. Grrrr!

I could hardly get near the one that’s survived. Mother ran around  everywhere this duckling went; understandably very nervous, protective.

For one brief moment they separated – and i took this pic

Hardly much bigger than that fag butt is it?

Fragile life is. Everything is dispensable, disposable.

The red mini

You don’t see mini’s much these days, especially not red mini’s (maybe you do, and i need to get out more)

This little chap is parked up in our car park.

Wonder who it belongs to?

Somebody interesting.

Living here?!

Seeing what you want to believe

What’s that out in the Bay?

Looks like 2 seals playing.

I need to go and investigate. Clamber over the rocks to get nearer.

In the gathering gloom, in the magical twilight

anything is possible.

A Monster from The Deep anybody?…..Lol

Upsetting the Gobblers

I goes down to the car park to wind up Gobbler & Co.

Throw out The Indigestible.

Mrs Gobbler is the first to pick up.

Struggling to actually hold it in her red beak.

It looks like bread.

But it tastes like a bit of mouldy old rubber.

She drops it.

Next comes The Gobbler.

Next comes The Gobbler

In for the kill.

What you gonna make of that Gob?

Disgusting. Disgusted!

I thought he was gonna attack me he was so upset.

German Rye bread is an acquired taste.

And best left to Germans to acquire it.

Monster egg

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A big big egg.

As laid by one of Kaerens hens.

I think she feeds them on monster munch.

Its why they’re monster eggs.

I won’t eat it for a while.

Leave it there.

To mutate.

Wind sculptures

On the road out to Kings Wood i saw these:

“Sculptural” i think is the word.

Every tree sculpted by the wind into idiosyncratic, individual, form.

Like an installation placed there and shaped there by an artist.

Andy Goldsworthy would have been proud.