Duck School

Another absolutely glorious day: this morning, a 5 minute walk to forage for some daffodils turned into an hour long epic adventure, taking in a lot of parkland, some old railway routes, and a good deal of river. Then... Followed by a bout of gazpacho-making - yum! Slightly happier with this than last weeks wild garlic episodes- and a tad more relaxing. Perfect.
Haberdashery came down to join me this afternoon- meant to be for quilting but it was so so warm and gorgeous outside that we embarked on a walk to the park. With ice creams. Super super Sunday.

Top Things I've learned in duck school:
- male ducks can be identified by their curly tails, and, alas, cannot quack.