Funny little peeping-croaks coming from the water garden. One. Two.   Charlie also discovered toads…and how bad they taste. I took one from him, but then he went after another, and when I heard his pathetic howls, I knew he’d tried to bite it. I think the toad lived, but I’ll bet Charlie wished he […]

It rained hard last night, but that was nothing compared to the windy deluge we got at 1530h today. When someone said it was hailing, I thought, “My garden is fucked,” and expected to come home to flat, torn up plants. Nope. Just the purple tansy Onje flattens when he sleeps in them (I hate […]