The playing fields just over the road from are a good bench mark for me to tell how wet a winter we’ve been having. So far I’d have to say, drier than last winter. That said there is a big wet patch over there, it’s like a bit of marsh land. There is often a Heron out there stalking the amphibian fauna that lives there (it’s not wet enough to support fish, it dries out in the summer). This morning the Heron had been particularly lucky and had bagged himself a particularly large frog. He flew off with it dangling from his beak.
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Our chickens really like frogs, too. It causes quite the commotion, in the coop, when one of the girls happens to catch one.
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