I walked round Stowe Pool this morning and was struck by the contrast with a frosty walk in December, when the trees all seemed in blossom. As you can see from the picture above, the weeping willows are flowering. So too are the wild plums and the very first of the ornamental cherries.
And the ducks are up to no good again. The pair below were loitering with intent on the deanery wall. Oh, the bad behaviour of ducks in springtime. Avert your gaze! Shield your children's eyes, or you will be embarking upon some complex narrative about how ducks like to cuddle one another. Any bright child will see through this and ask 'But why is he drowning her, mummy?' Or him...
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