Last weekend one of our female Muscovy ducks hatched out seven little ducklings. The very next day, she took them down to the pond. They weren't even 24 hours old and looked like nothing more than fuzzy ping pong balls. Raising poultry the natural way definitely makes it better for all involved. It's certain way easier for us(!), and this Mama Duck seems happy as a clam taking such good care of her little ones.
Getting a good picture of them is a challenge, and so far this is the best I've been able to do. (Those little ones move like greased lightning.)
Each night at close up time, Papa Pea goes out and Mama Duck leads her brood right into their secure shelter where they're locked up for the night. Every morning, as they did this morning when we opened up their door, the little ducklings race their mama down to the pond . . . and win the race. They spend the majority of the day on the water living the good life!
Hunkered In ~ from the handiwork journal
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