If you are a duck - and I'll make it plain here, I am not a duck. Not that I know of mind. Not really sure what a duck sees in the mirror. I could be a duck after all. Or a swan :-)
If you area duck, then the mess left by Messers Piggies is a delightful mess that one can enjoy. I think I detected a smile on this ducks face.
Have no idea what has been going down at The Croft. Probably something like this snap - nothing much but controlled chaos. Nearly controlled anyway. I had a visitation from Mr Zoot & Sweep who brushed the inside of my chimneys out and I had other important things to do - although for the life of me I can't remember what those important things were. It didn't involve a visit to The Croft though.
This is not as good as anything Mr James Ravilious ever took all those years ago. But if you like rural photography and the delights of Devon then check out his work. Mr Crofter Sir likes his work too and, I am influenced by his wonderful work - although obviously not half as talented as he was.
Still, this is Mr Crofter Sir putting the battery into the baby tractor ready to take to straw stuff to the coows to eat. The coows that are not indoors that is.
On the Isle of Lewis off the west coast of mainland Scotland lies a croft inhabited by an English off-comer. His Mum and Dad live nearby and help him run the croft. This is a photographic record of their lives as it unfolds.