A ribbon of quacks.

We heard them before we saw them, honking geese, snaking across the sky. like the tail of a kite, little knots in a line. We looked at each other and grinned, it is was such a lovely sight.Ten minutes later another line of geese flew past, this time there were twenty three of them. We are right under a flight path of these long necked beauties and together with the myrid birds that visit the garden and surrounding field we enjoy a chocolate box full of variety and colour.
The happiest we are is when we watch our fancy girls enjoying a dust bath before standing up and shaking off the dust. Magical.