I was doing some gardening yesterday, and found the pond was seething with tadpoles, spring seems to have sprung!
David and Eloise both saw "Tiny" the newt, but he was too quick for me. - Warning, Bad Joke Alert - Why do we call the newt "Tiny"? Because he is my newt! -
I suspect he was lurking among the rocks deliberately to taunt me, going "I mock you with my amphibious ability to hide under water"
Anyway, back in the house later that afternoon the tadpoles sent their big brothers for a visit, froggy came a' courting my needlework and I somehow lost the ability to count, so this morning I need to redo a whole motif on the new design I'm working on, which I thought I'd almost finished. Grrr.
Ah well, I suppose I'd better go and tackle it instead of typing about it.......