Froglet, froglets everywhere...

The three hours of thunderstorms last night left the garden nice and damp for exploring this morning. Anyone sitting quietly and watching the trug pond would have seen froglets climbing out and heading in all directions. A handful of our number have lost their tails altogether now and can hop really well. They tend to climb on to the rock platform and jump into the nearby plants, where they can hunt ants.



A few froglets, still with short tails, climbed out under the protective plastic grill that protects the pond from birds and larger aquatic inhabitants. This allowed them to clamber over the edge of the trug and into the rocks and ice plants that lead down to the larger of the two nearby frog houses.

The protective grill touches the water surface in the centre of the pond and Cuthbert managed to balance precariously on the grill until a human loomed into view and he dived for cover.

Meanwhile our older family members in the large pond took the opportunity to have a sun bathe with their friends.



It is quite common to see four or five fish and a couple of frogs all sun bathing together in the warmest part of the pond. Hopefully I'll be big enough to join them next year.