Spring smells

Don't you like spring? The clematis armandii at dusk, as the blackbirds sing and my hens settle for sleep, scents the air as strong as honeysuckle.
Spring beckons. Tadpoles have grown from the spawn. All is well.
Even our kitchen looks spring like as it emerges in cream and green from the dust of the last few weeks.

Tiny frogs

My tadpoles are growing into recognisable but tiny frogs. Look! He's still got his tail.

Tadpoles

I've got some new pets! I've got tadpoles for the first time in years.

In late March, I was passing a pond when I noticed it bubbling all over, like it had lots of aerators in it, but on a closer look, I saw the bubbles came from lots of mating frogs. Mating frogs means frog spawn, so I grabbed a bag I'd been keeping in the car for this, and scooped out a handful of spawn. Now, weeks later, the tadpoles are wriggling round in a stone sink in our garden.

Watch and I'll post photos as they grew.