Sunday, March 15, 2009

But Frogs Don't Go 'Woo ...'

A few days ago I expressed hope that Mr and Mrs Jeremy Fisher would return to the wildlife puddle at the Maison Des Girrafes, for if they did, I'd know that Spring would truly have Sprung.

Well, today was a sunny Spring day like we haven't seen so far this year, and Gees Minor and Minima rushed in from the garden to say that they'd seen Mr and Mrs Fisher actually at it, with another frog stood by, presumably just watching: and that a healthy dollop of spawn had appeared. I'm always late arriving to that kind of party, so by the time I arrived at the pond I saw just one (1) frog

















whose expression seemed more inscrutable than post-coital. There was, however, quite a lot of spawn

























that hadn't been there yesterday. Disappointed at having missed the action, Gee Minor drew me a kind of you-are-there wildlife-documentary image of her recollections, which I of course immediately photographed for your perusal.

9 comments:

  1. "But Frogs don't go 'woo'..." - they might if you tread on them.

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  2. Love that drawing! The dreamy-contented look captured to perfection.

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  3. You weren't kidding when you said pet porn, were you?

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  4. What cracks me up is the 'censored' label .

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  5. Another welcome sign of spring is the compost heap. After months of chilly inaction in which the waste has been piling high, the heap is now warm to the touch and clouds of vapor emanate thence when I remove the old carpets that cover it. De bacteria iz riz. Whoopee!

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  6. My compost bin is still covered in snow

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  7. DFon't worry Cath, I'm sure it's all busily fermenting away underneath.

    One problem with my compost heap is it's rather close to our expensive summerhouse, so I shall have to move all that compost before those busy microbes get busy on the woodwork.

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