What a difference a weekend makes.
When I looked over the garden before leaving for the Coven on Friday, there were a couple of small clumps of frogspawn in the pond, the little tete-a-tete daffodils were just hopeful green spears and the forsythia a tangle of twigs.
Due to an interesting train journey home on Monday and taking Ferretfingers shopping and to the Ouseburn Farm yesterday, I haven’t had a chance to have a proper look around the garden until this morning.
The frogs have been getting jiggy over the weekend, and the bottom of the pond is now almost carpeted in frogspawn.
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