Not much of a mystery
The frogs are back. I have not been there to look yet but I know, without even going over the wet grass to the pond in the corner of Oak Meadow. I sit here in our house and look through the window across the field and I am sure. It’s a mystery until you know, then it’s obvious. We have had the spring equinox, equal day equal night, and can look forward to longer days. The pond in the corner of oak meadow has filled with water – it has taken all winter for the water to run in from the fields and now it is February full. But watch out! March, the god of war with his spear, tells that it is not all over yet. March can bring more heavy rain. Little Alfie, came to stay again this week. We played the usual endless Hide and Seek then the eternal Treasure Hunt – children never get tired of the old games especially when internet connection is not fast enough. The Treasure Hunt is the best and it goes like this – little pieces of paper are cut up and clues put on each one. The ...