We still seem to be in the midst of two days of rain, one or two days of sunshine. Temps are still cool (yes, I sound like a broken record), but when the soil is dry enough I take full advantage of garden work.
In the last couple of days I snapped some pics of our feathered friends.
Wet, wet, wet. Rain falling but the birds don't seem to care.
Even in the rain, afternoon feeding time is a popular affair.
Several of the birds will come up to eat out of Papa Pea's hand.
Mama Duck giving her little ones a lesson in preening after getting soaking wet. Being out in the rain was their choice. They had a high and dry house to go into, but obviously it was more fun to splash in the wetness.
Actually, the Muscovy ducks don't quack. Their method of communicating is more of a chirp/hiss/whistle.
Yesterday we had (hallelujah!) bright sunshine. Here's Mama Duck (she's such a good mother) with her little brood resting in the shade.
More sun forecast for today . . . so I'm outta here!