I just wanted to tell you some good news. The wild duck that we have on our pond, the one I named Nora Batty because she squawks non-stop, appeared today with thirteen ducklings. They are beautiful little balls of fluff. Imagine having thirteen children!! I can't post any photos yet as Roberto has taken the camera to a motor racing event (yawn!) but I will keep you posted with duckling developments. Our own black and white duck, Fatty, is still trying to chase her and impregnate her again. Bloody men, eh?
Anyway, Happy Ishtar, mes petits canetons.
