It’s the heat, the damn heat.
During last summer one of the two local ponds dried out. The other is deeper and has a larger area and appears to be ground fed so remains viable in hot weather. The smaller of the two was again looking decidedly depleted at the end of last week and it was in this one that every Frog and Toad on the hill had chosen to lay their spawn.
It was obvious the eggs would die unless there was some intervention. After discussion the plan of action was to move the spawn from the now small ‘puddle’ to the larger pond. Operation ‘Spawn Shift’ was born.
If you have ever tried to pick up Frog Spawn you will know that trying to move a large amount is like trying to plat fog! Nevertheless with buckets and nets we managed to move much and hopefully save a generation. We even had time to re-unite a lost dog with its owner that turned up at the pond during the operation. All in all a ‘Good turn’ day.
I liked the way the tree overhanging the pond is reflected in the surface of the water in this shot … a sort of ‘Tree of Life’ theurgy.
Letter From Norfolk 