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signs of spring 2

March 18, 2010

Until we installed a pond in our garden three years ago, I had no idea that frogs would arrive en masse at a breeding site and basically spend an entire day mating before disappearing again. This year, that day came to our garden on Saturday and for about seven hours, our little pond was a heaving mass of copulating amphibians.

There was a dodgy moment when next door’s cat arrived.

But fortunately the urge to survive prevailed over the urge to reproduce and there were no casualties.

Then today the pond was in turmoil again as the females returned to lay the spawn.

In  ‘Death of a Naturalist’, Seamus Heaney describes frogspawn perfectly as ‘warm thick slobber’. You can read the full poem here.

All pictures by Benjamin Dobson (apart from the spawn, which was taken by me!).

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