John and I are about 10,000 words into Taranor* book two. That's almost a tenth of the way to completion!
my frog has come home.
I thought Finella, the frog, had left home, having laid some infertile spawn in a flower tub this spring. I watched the spawn with anticipation, but soon realised it wasn't going to yield a horde of babies. Finella was nowhere to be seen. I imagined her hopping off with a frown of disappointment on her little froggy face.
Last year friends dug out an old flower bed and, during April, I put a large plant holder thing from a garden centre inside and filled it with water. I put a water lily in the water, hung a budgie ladder on the edge so she had a climbing out tool and a big rock to hide under. Then I waited.
Last week (peal of bells) she came back and has found the new pond. To my delight I found her hanging onto the little ladder, keeping her head above water and her body cool.
I'm thrilled to have her back.
|Finella on her budgie ladder|
* New fantasy adventure for ages 13 to 113 available on Amazon, paperback and kindle