Monday I noticed this mass of glibber in the concrete bunker filled with stagnant water that we euphemistically refer to as 'the pond'. Of course, it is a heap of frog's eggs and in a few weeks I guess I shall see several hundred (?) tiny tadpoles swimming around. Unless something eats them.
I will post updates. (These posts are a bit like the buses, nothing for months and then two in the space of 2 days.)
Wow how exciting. Spring is sprung and giant frogs sound like a money-maker to me. I hope you document metamorphosis to giant frog.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you'll be sung to sleep each night by a froggy chorus!
ReplyDeleteWell, that would be fitting as we get woken every morning by the dawn chorus of birdsong.
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