Water's edge.

While we were outside gardening in the sunshine our neighbours little girl was jumping up and down by the pond, squealing with delight and shrieking for people to and take a look.  We went over not sure what to find and saw that the reeds around the edge of the pond were alive with mating frogs, dozens of them all going about their business.  Fortunately she didn't ask what they were doing, if she had I'd have passed the question to MrsDB.  

If you look closely you can make out some of them.  I've edited the picture so as not to cause offence to any of my genteel Blippers (except Iain at Creel)