Flatford Mill

After our Cambridge travels we decided to come back to Kent via Flatford Mill.   Although foggy on the way there, it was lifting by the time we arrived at the Mill.   The light mist added an ethereal quality to the scenes.

Flatford Mill Pond and Willy Lott's House

On the corner of the building a chain had worn deep marks in the brickwork.   A large flock of ducks, comprising mallard, farmyard and hybrids were begging for bread and as a couple of adult mute swans fed a youngster came along to share in the feast and got a hefty peck from the adult male.

In the trees around Willy Lott's House I heard blue tit, great tit, blackbird, wren and chaffinch.   Crows were calling from the nearby fields.

Tea was taken at the cafe, I bought a couple of Christmas presents in the National Trust shop and then we moved on to a nearby pub for lunch.