The recent rain has covered a small section of our road, bringing a dozen ducks to visit. Yesterday afternoon, they edged closer to our house, walking up past the mail box as though they were on their way to dinner - to eat rather than be eaten, though! Other visitors have come too - last night we went to bed with the loud frog chorus, taking us back to the 30th house where that was a regular occurrence. A large dam and run-off near the house meant we were often serenaded by amphibious friends. Again, as with our echidna sighting recently and the array of birds and other wildlife, I don't feel as though we're missing out by not being on a farm anymore. Here, we have nature right on our doorstep - or at least the front garden, in the case of these wandering ducks!