We had a cold spell up here in the Borders,earlier in the week.I decided to go back to the lake at Duns Castle,where most of it had frozen over and the ducks were sliding about on the ice looking for free handouts from the few thoughtful visitors.The attractive mallards were even more colourful with their bright orange legs and feet more visible,but their slip/sliding waddles were anything but elegant.
I sat on a cold,wet grassy tussock for an hour and a half and here are some of the images.
Someone arrives with a bag of seed/bread.
Please Sir,I want more.
The ice acts as a reflector,showing more detail on the underside of the duck.
That’s all for now,folks.
