One of the truths of nature is that if one scratches just a little deeper than looking at the idyllic scene of the village duck pond one discovers treachery in all forms.
Yesterday I was minding my own business while tucking into a cheese bagel when I heard the Common Terns start to screech loudly, I looked up and found a Crow marauding their nest. He gobbled down two very good eggs as the Terns tried their very best to defend their unborn offspring and then grabbed an egg and tried to make off with it. Either to eat it in peace or to return it to his mate as a gift. As you will see he didn’t get very far. The moment he cracks the egg. ‘I’ll just perch here while I figure out what to do’.Dropped it.