By Bernie Bell
Today, the pond is heaving with frogs, all busy making more frogs! And, as I type, a male blackbird is having a good old splash in the shallow end, while a thrush was hopping about in the meadow on the other side of the pond.
The sun is shining, life is returning to the garden – including the heron turning up again a few days ago – remember him/her, from last year? Maybe s/he knew the frogs were due!