This post may mean a step backwards toward the uniform crowd of life-style blogs. Despite the weird spring cold I enforced a trip to the… bird lake in Espoo, just off the power plant.
How exotic! With a swampy twist. But I found what I was looking for – gorgeousness overload!
Some of the ducklings were too small to swim, so they preferred to sleep in piles, snuggled up next to their ever-alert mummy. I was surprised by the numbers of offspring per mother – we counted 8 to 12 ducklings per head. Well. As I said: gorgeousness overload.
And after that Finland lost to Canada and nothing happened. Except for the cold and being exercise dope sick…