Outside the back door in the Wiltshire home is a small stone trough, not 12 inches square and yet for as long as can be remembered a frog happily sits in there all summer. It goes to show that even the smallest pond can encourage wildlife in. I took this photograph in the lull between social engagements. As Julie has sold her house in Wiltshire we are in this limbo land of living there but feeling it's not ours, or her's. Potentially we'll be moving out in early June and so at the moment we're enjoying the garden which Julie has made beautiful. We'd been to luncheon with clients of Julie which lasted over three hours. These clients have become more like friends and looked after her when she was at a low ebb after her partner died. So as Julie is moving on, they wanted to take her for lunch to say thank you for the years of sterling gardening work she'd done for them. In the evening friends came for a 4 hour supper to say goodbye to the house too, as they're off to Switzerland for 3 weeks. All this mammoth socialising in not good for a chap and so I nipped out for half an hour to look at the frog. Nature brings a sense of calm normality to my life, and long may it do so.
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