| Re: Why oh why oh why
Oh yes indeed! We passed three baby moorhens lounging at the side of a lane at the weekend .. they were at their "Really, we're baby ostriches," stage. I whipped out the camera and as if they sensed it, whoosh! they were gone ..
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