Categories: DoingsThe Wye

Froggie would a wooing go…

but maybe not so many of them these days. At this time of year the frogs meet up to do what frogs do, the obvious signs of which are eviscerated frog bodies in the rock pools.

The first couple of years we moved here there were hundreds of them. OK, maybe not hundreds but significant numbers. Now just two bodies, unless these are early ones and the rest of the class of ‘24 are yet to turn up. Maybe not so many otters either, the culprit in this rather gory practice.

Harry

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