Remember these folks -- the Mallards? Well, guess who's chosen to build her nest in our front garden?!Saturday morning I walked out of the house and yelped when Mrs. Mallard flew out of the bushes in front of me. That's when I had a look behind the bushes and there was a round indentation in the ground, still empty. But, later that day, this is what I saw:
I sat the children down and gave them a very serious talk about the duck nest. We are all very excited, but we've made some rules about never going into that garden or behind the bushes. And they are not to tell the neighborhood children. I don't know what Mrs. Mallard was thinking when she chose our house (except that maybe she likes our bird feeder). I hope we can be quiet enough for her because we all can't wait to meet the ducklings!!!