We have two mini-ponds in our garden at present, situated in partial shade under some large ivy leaves. Some weeks ago we stocked these tiny watering holes with oxygenating plants and pondweed in the hope that a frog might take up residence.
I walked over to the pond this morning, and I am still not sure who was more surprised to see who, for there in the middle (at that point) were two magnificent amphibian eyes looking up at me.
The frog was still there eight hours later, so I am hoping there may be more sightings tomorrow.
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