
Moorhen chick explores,
quick to learn important stuff.
People mean breadcrumbs.
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Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Looks so soft and fuzzy!
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Even close up, it really does look as if it’s made from fluff rather than feathers! There are three adorable chicks in all 🙂
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That’s what I was thnking!
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Perfect Haiku for this sweet little moorhen chick, and I really like the way the sunlight plays on the water. Great photo Sarah 🙂
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Thank you, Sherri 🙂 I’d been waiting patiently for the chicks to appear, having seen their nest under construction on the islet in the centre of the pond earlier in the Spring.
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aww I must remember to keep mine! She is a fuzzy little beauty!
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I think they know they’re beauties, in a birdbrain sort of way. Chicks only have to hear all those “aww” sounds from us humans, to feel fuzzy inside, as well as out, but on an instinctive level that stops them fearing us!
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🙂
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Ahhh, how cute! I love moorhens, their clumsy walk and attention-grabbing call. No babies here yet, but they’ve started nesting. I’m a sucker for being mugged for my lunch by birds – it was two swans, a horde of pigeons and a seagull last week (not all at the same time!)
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I adore birds, although the seagulls can be a little too assertive sometimes!
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Great photo, great haiku, as always!
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Thank you, Naomi 🙂
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