It’s unusual for me to be photographing Migrant Hawkers and incoming tufted ducks in Stratford on the same day, but that’s what happened this morning: a small, mobile, and twitchy flock of nine tufties was exploring the area between the … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this afternoon, to meet up with our…. in-laws? ….. out-laws?….. I don’t know if there’s an accepted noun that covers our relationship, but co-grandparents is probably the neatest term I can come up with. … Continued
Lucky for me that is – I’m not so sure about the duck. I went to Stratford this morning to have my eyes tested, and because it turned out that I needed exactly none of the rush hour time cushion … Continued
I do like a mallard, though they’re so common that I tend to take them for granted. If you’d asked me to describe the colouring of a male from memory, I’d have been able to come up with the iridescent … Continued
I had a busy day today, encompassing a supermarket dash, a walk in Stratford, some domestic engineering, a little cooking, and a present-wrapping session with R. I’m quite tired now, but hopeful that the fact I was able to get … Continued
