Wet, wet, wet, everywhere. Streams full to bursting, fields turned into lakes, so much rain.
Apparently we have had the warmest March since whenever.
The pond is now full of water and leaves, after being dry for most of last year, so I pulled out some of the grot - gently, of course because several frogs were plopping about. And then - frogspawn!
We have never had spawn in the pond, or at least I have never seen any.
Lovely surprise,
Of course, the rest of the garden has gone mad but if we continue to have a few dry hours a day then it can be contained.
Not controlled, never controlled. It is Nature, after all.
