Five Frogs

I got home today to find much lovely post... Prince Caspian DVD to watch, some lovely purple art from a young Canadian friend, a Romanian postcard of a Happy Cemetery and two more Keri Smith books!

Little Dog expressed a desire to go walking (she never does if it is raining) and as I had already decided we would go out, off we went... Down by the river.

The pond of tadpoles still has tadpoles but they have slowly been getting fewer. I was beginning to think the tadpole I saw a couple of weeks ago with back legs had been a figment of my imagination. The pond had cleared enough for me to see small black fish and little black beetles, but no frog legs...

We carried on past the pond and as I got to a puddle from yesterdays rain I noticed something squirm. I bent down to look and there was a tiny little frog. I watched it intently. I came across four more... And then I came across them all again as I walked back...

Unusually we bumped into other people and even worse, I knew them! This has always been a getting away from things place for me and discovering people I know also use it for the same reason makes it a little less of an escape for me. Not that it wasn't nice to see them, it was. And Little Dog liked their dog well enough...

We came home and now I have nothing much I wish to do right now....