Frogs! They is 'avin' lots of sex at the mo'. Iain and I were walking around the beautiful gardens at Portmeirion, making good use of the few days we have left on our winter season ticket, when we heard a strange sort of purring noise.
Perhaps a distant helicopter.... no.
Maybe a woodpecker on speed.... no.
'Could be frogs' said Iain- he's a man up on amphibians... he's known a newt or two in his time.
'Poh, it's not frogs!' said I.
Then I spied, at the far-side of the pond, some kind of a turmoil going down. There were little silvery blobs bobbing about and much watery ringage. We tip-toed nearer.
'It's frogs' I hissed, 'it's them that's making that noise!'
'What?' said Iain, 'That noise you said wasn't frogs?'
'That's the one' I said, 'I'm gonna film them!'
Just in case you need a frog spawning sound track for anything... well you never know, you can download the audio file at 'SoundCloud':
Iain and I took a trip to Aberdaron today. In Saint Hywyn's graveyard I found a tiny, raggedy slate headstone. In memory of I. R. Evans, aged 28, 1808. And I thought- his or her headstone may be small, but amongst all these grand and polished stones, fearful memorials, cold reminders of death, this lichen covered tooth is somehow beautiful. I wondered- was I. R. Evans poor or unloved, or perhaps both. There's no word of love on this little stone. I imagined the tangle of bones beneath me as I lay on the grass to take a photograph, and apologised to them for taking the liberty. I don't have a memory of I R Evans, but will remember the beautiful little headstone that marks his or her untimely death. RIP - I R Evans.
A warm hello to whoever is reading this. Welcome to Petra's blog. I'm an illustrator of children's books. And I enjoy living in North Wales with my wonderful partner and fellow adventurer, Iain. I have kept and killed numerous blogs and websites over the years, joined several social sites and then left again, sometimes within a day. I am totally wayward in my web-ish ways. And here I am again blogging random stuff. Will I keep it going for more than a month? Do I care? No! Would anybody ultimately care? Definitely not!. But anyway here goes....
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