Sometimes real life feels like I’m walking through a metaphor. In this instance, about getting my ducks in a row.
Try as I might, there’s invariably a duck that’s not co-operating.
But occasionally it does happen…
And just as I think I have, the moment passes.
I saw these ducks (shelducks) at Skateraw, a little south of Dunbar in the Scottish Borders, last week, along with oystercatchers, a heron, and a skylark.
Here’s a quick look around Skateraw, with some of the birdsong, and wind (video link).