MATING BEGUN ...

On seven feet of our backyard door is a small pond. Last week one frog made his annual return after the wintertime.

Now the pond is full of frogs and deep cracked croaks are heard all day and night. I tried to picture that particular event today but it was rather difficult. It was a tangle of furiously moving frog bodies and limbs ...

When the ice was melted I found 5 frogs drowned, although I made provisions to keep air in the water under the ice. But ...

... there was no 'mourning at the bar' when the mating party begun ... ;)