Well here they are . . . getting ready for rootling out those pesky slugs - our possy of white indian runner ducks.
There are actually 5 in total but one turns out to be a bit of a loner and has headed off on its own to the 2nd field. Hopefully he will return at dusk or he may well be eaten by the fox.
One of our chickens choses to stay out all night - it is a white maran and looks ghostly perched on the bounary fence.
So far the ducks don't have names and as they all look alike to me at the moment, there seems little point in christening them. I hope that they will become tamer after a while as at the moment they are living up to their name and running every time the house door opens.