Goodness, Readers, it took the frogs a while to get going, but this morning there was more activity in the pond than I’ve ever seen. As soon as I opened the front door I could hear the males croaking, and there is frogspawn everywhere. The frogspawn that you can see is only the tip of the iceberg, as it were. The water starwort, which didn’t take off last year, has flourished and is providing the frogs with a bit more cover than they usually get.
The local cats are showing rather a lot of interest, but the frogs are relatively safe while they stay in the pond. It’s when they leave it that the cats don’t seem to be able to resist them. Fortunately they usually move about at night when all well-behaved cats are tucked up in bed.
It’s funny to think that in a week or so the majority of these frogs will be gone, though goodness knows where. Some do stay in the pond all year, some of the males return to hibernate, but the females I think make the trek to the woodpile beside the shed, where they’re well protected and there are lots of invertebrates to eat. I am just happy to see that the wheel of life is still turning, The spawning of the frogs marks a turning point in the year, an indication that spring is actually now in full swing.
On the Covid front, I am feeling slightly better, though my throat is very sore and I have an irritating and persistent cough. I also learned that a dear friend of mine who caught Covid in January this year has come down with it again in March in spite of being triple vaxxed like me. I had been feeling that one of the upsides of catching Covid now would mean that I’d be unlikely to catch it again in the short term, but clearly this is not the case. Still, one challenge at a time is quite enough! So now I’m off for a hot drink and a lie-down. See you all tomorrow!