The annual pair of mallards appeared outside my office window right on time last week, and they’ve been wandering the temporary puddles in our soggy back yard ever since.
This morning I find the female sitting immobile, with a contented look on her face, next to the nasturtiums Amy planted yesterday. Sure looks like she’s incubating eggs.Bird-brain! Don't you remember? This will all dry out to hard heavy clay in a couple of weeks, and you’ll have to re-locate. Maybe it’ll even be too late to start again. Those wasted efforts! I fret about them every spring.