Yeah, I'm still yammering on about the pond. People, I LOVES IT. Like, ridiculously so. I like the way it looks, like buying cute little water plants to float in it, like sitting on the porch listening to the waterfall, like arranging rocks around it. It completes me. For now, anyway. Until I think up a new project/obsession.You can imagine my delight when I discovered that the pond had acquired its first voluntary resident the other day. I'm not counting the minnows we caught and dumped in. For all I know, it's like Guantanomo Pond to them. This little guy came on purpose.
Leonard's about two inches long and already has staked out a favorite spot right by the waterfall. We think he's ridiculously cool, and even Tom has been delightedly spouting things like," If you build it, they will come." We're easily amused around here.
Yesterday, Bug and I went out to toss some fish food into the pond and see if we could spot Leonard, when she said, "Look! There's another one." The dark blob on one of my water plants that I'd dismissed as a leaf turned out to be another frog.
His name is Emmett, and at four inches long, he could absolutely take Leonard in a frog fight.