I had a bit of a tidy today at the Farm. Outside the greenhouse had become a mess of pots, plants, planters, redundant shelving, an old wooden table, bit and bobs. The detritus of a hectic spring and early summer. In sorting through the jumble this little chap was disturbed. I hope he had been eating some slugs. Look at that eye. Beautiful.
He looks as if he would rather be sleeping again. A face only a mother could love. A mother or a gardener.
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Erm… It’s a toad, Gill!
Beautiful, but a frog it ain’t..
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You get a prize!
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I do like a “spot the deliberate mistake” competition. Do I get the toad?
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Yes, you do! Does kissing a toad work, or does it have to be a frog?
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Love him, great photo.
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I’m ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille.
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Ha!
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