From left to right – that is Diana, me, Lisa, and Sheila.
Sheila seemed a little nervous about the boat.
But after a few minutes we were all absorbed in our observations.
I pulled the boat along the towpath for a little.
And inadvertently chased along a crowd of geese. Canadians, like us – said Sheila.
We passed the little Moorhens,
and reflected on our experiences,
I took some pictures of the water,
and just as we passed through the tunnel under Icknield Port Road,
Sheila spotted something on the bank.
A duck sitting on her nest.
Quiet, still, and perfectly camouflaged.
↑ Return to Top of Page ↑