A new resident has joined the chickabiddy birds and the bees here. We have a handsome amphibian visitor to the pond that H dug last summer. I think it's a frog, not a toad, but I may be wrong. I am not an expert. He, or possibly she, I have no idea how to tell, appears to have put in an offer on the watery domain and has moved in without further ado!
Especially without a macro lens, he (or she) is not easy to photograph to say the least and proved well-camouflaged and elusive to a fault, whenever the camera was to hand - but here are my best efforts achieved while balanced perilously on the rocks at the edge of the pond. Fortunately for both frog and me, H's rockery construction held up well!
I am hoping that he (or she) will not be lonely for long and that a mate may arrive to join him (or her) and frogspawn / tadpoles will result.
At the bottom of the pond lurks a most beautiful green tench, about six inches long, when we last saw him, given to us by a friend. I hope he does not have a taste for jelly babies or never mind the "cat and her kittens" or the "lily-white duck" of the rhyme, our new frog's nursery plans may not come to anything. Here's hoping all will go well, froggy.