Toady

Moving some plants yesterday, and came across this little chap hiding in my coldframe. It’s the first time I’ve seen a Toad in our little garden, so was quite pleased! We have plenty of Frogs, which normally hide in the border, so no wonder my Hostas are slug free!

He posed for a few photos before I gently released him back into the garden. It’s good to know I must be doing something right in our small patch, even the tiniest garden can be a wildlife haven.

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  1. Takes me back to when I was a little boy. We were all mad to collect as many toads and newts as possible (in the days before they were rare). You had really made it if you turned up with a Natterjack!

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