We are hoping that this spring we will hear the patter of tiny webbed feet but on this occasion it was not to be as the egg had gone cold.
Just hope the trend continues.
The little blighter's are also getting cocky. If I am late with the morning or evening feed they form a procession up to the house until one of them panics and they hot foot it back to the pond.
Its quite funny really.
The weather was supposed to be wet so it was rather pleasing to remain dry although a little overcast at times but springlike most of the day with a nice warm southerly breeze.
The old iron work I modified and re-instated it as it would have been and indeed as it was when we arrived although hidden under a pile of junk and surrounded by trees.