Yesterday all my family and me took the short car ride to Branston Water Park for a bracing walk around the lake.
There were lots of ducks and geese and swans and assorted wildfowl (but they were camera-shy), but I didn't bother them and they didn't bother me.
The Man Of The House and The Boy Of The House were very fond of peering in to the lake at regular intervals.
The first time I had a good look too. But I couldn't see anything interesting.
The next time they stopped I decided not to look.
I really don't get the fascination. It's water...I've seen it. Now the smell over here in this long grass - THAT'S what I call interesting.