Of the multitude of coot and moorhen chicks, sadly only some seems to have managed to make it through the first month. We saw this beautiful adolescent coot. Still looking a bit fluffy around the edges, but pretty much able to fend for itself. Of its siblings and cousins, no trace.

It’s a hot day. This duck decided on a snooze.

And then, I felt a tickling on my hand. Luckily I checked first before going “swat”. A dragonfly had decided it liked me a lot.