Folklore Martin Mere

Another block is done for Sue Spargo’s “Folklore”.
Berries flowers and leaves in felt and cotton.

1 block to go at the top them it gets put together.
But now let me take you off to Martin Mere a local wildlife and wetlands centre where hubby and I spent the afternoon of our 18th wedding anniversary a week ago. The birds give me lovely colour ideas.
It’s a lovely place where mallards mingle with rarer breeds in many duck ponds.

These pigeons were taking a dip.

A black swan came close

Listen to these 2 Bewick Swans. I hadn’t heard them before -an unusul sound.

“Ducks’ Ditty” from “Wind in the Willows” by Kenneth Grahame

All along the backwater,
Through the rushes tall,
Ducks are a-dabbling,
Up tails all!

Ducks’ tails, drakes’ tails,
Yellow feet a-quiver,
Yellow bills all out of sight
Busy in the river!

Slushy green undergrowth
Where the roach swim–
Here we keep our larder,
Cool and full and dim.

Everyone for what he likes!
We like to be
Heads down, tails up,
Dabbling free!

High in the blue above
Swifts whirl and call–
We are down a-dabbling
Up tails all!

I do like ducks they are such cheerful critters full of life.

I love these colours with the yellow eye.
When I saw this duck I had to take her photo in sepia
I think it brought out the speckles in her feathers.

I then had a good play with my camera.

Couldn’t you just make a quilt in these Autumnal colours?
Beaks of different shapes and colours.

Birds with different hairstyles.
This was like a sparkler firework.
We wandered around wondering how we had got old enough to have been married so long.
Many birds let us get close. It felt like a real privilege.
And a tentative bond of trust was made.

Next time I will show you the 1st beaver I met.

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