Earlier this week, Y spotted this tiny fellow hopping round the garden after the rain stopped, and we looked at it together until it hopped out of the sun into the shade of the plants.

When we were sitting on the terrace this afternoon we heard several frogs / toads call out from the underneath the plants in our garden as we chatted and had a glass of wine. It still surprises me how very different the fauna in our current neighbourhood is (coots, swans, cormorants, kingfisher, lots and lots of frogs and toads, Fred, one mouse in three years), compared to where we lived before (martens, pheasants, hedgehogs, deer, mice so many mice every day).

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