It
is not easy to survive in the park next to my house. The wild birds have many
enemies, including the crows and the neighbourhood cats, and the rabbits keep
hiding from the dogs. I haven´t seen many rabbits this spring, by the way.
Even
the ducks, who are always ready for a fight, have their own problems. This
year, meaning now, this is the season, only one couple has been able to bring a
single duckling to life.
In
view of this, you can imagine my joy when I saw this morning that the moorhen –
also known as the swamp hen – that had been sitting on her eggs for many weeks
in the middle of pond was now proudly looking after a brood of four little chicks.
I
had feared the local turtles had eaten the eggs before hatching. It did not
happen. And I thought that in the end, there is always a small victory on the
side of renewal.
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