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?

Can you see it?