Orphan is doing well, coming when called, scarfing up food. A clever, sneaky little bugger. (I think, from the look of the fledging feathers, that he's likely to turn out to be a male. So from now on I'll call it "he.") Ducky brought her Horde down the slough; Orphan was already there. I was [...]

About a week ago, a duckling got lost. It appeared that its family had decamped for another part of the slough/pond/swamp, and it had somehow got left behind—at any rate, that morning Peri saw it running across from the pond to the slough, peeping frantically. No luck finding Mom. It stayed at our end of [...]

So... we have a pond. (Except in late summer, when we have a mudhole.) Ducks visit it intermittantly, mostly on excursions from the big pond on the neighbours' property, via the slough that runs from it onto ours. Generally they're mallards, though we've also had widgeon. Last year in nesting season some ducks turned up [...]