The frogs were back again tonight, until they were silenced by thunder. The thunder also sent our cats scurrying for cover (it’s been a while since they’ve heard it). If the rain lets up tomorrow I will start my outdoor work: rebuilding a planter for the deck.
This morning I was shocked to see not last year’s clan of four deer, but eight
! They were beautiful to watch, but I couldn’t help thinking that maybe a family of wolves would be beautfiul, too. Time to fence in the new shrubs, if I want any to survive.
7°C (44.6°F) A gentle rain. No hurry. Yesterday the frogs (just a few) gave their first evening concert of the season. They were still a little tentative, as if it were only a rehearsal.