One afternoon last spring, while strolling through the gardens of Birr Castle in Co. Offaly, I was amused to catch sight of a sord of Mallard ducks waddling along the garden path.

Herewith my humble interpretation of their Mallardic movements …

Here they are … waddling single file toward the pond. It would be easy to surmise there could be trouble ahead with three drakes to every hen … 😉

… Then, into the fray … the drakes descend on an unsuspecting hen party. …

… Hmmm … I smell trouble …

… Oh, here we go … the drakes are in a real flap now. … and ol’ Henny is much amused. …

… It’s a scrap worthy of the National Hockey League … The drakes erupt into a major league flap. …

… Silly boys!… Seems Henny has been wooed by another suitor waiting in the wings …

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy 🙂

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