Hunt the treasure
I’ve added something to my early morning routine. Not only do I let the chickens out, feed the ducks and feed the cats but I also go hunting for duck eggs. After finding twenty-nine eggs in one place I’ve become a bit canny. If only one of them lays on the island I know to hunt around to find the other. I’ve found one lying by the side of the pond and on two mornings, including today, I’ve found them under a pond bush.
But this one? How on earth are we supposed to reach that? Too high for a hand from the dinghy without falling out (we tried yesterday) and can’t be reached by land? Also, how did the duck, who can’t fly, get up there?