A couple of weeks ago John Scott sent me the email below reminding me of my fancy for some slug -eating frogs and telling me all about his new pond residents. I felt that his frogs most definitely deserved a page on my garden blog so asked him if he had a picture of them…..
I’ve been trying to remember to get a shot of our frog pond all week in case you could use this, and I’ve finally managed it today!
BTW, can you spot the shy gnome, and the faux frog?
And this was his original email. Read on for the tale of the leaping frogs!
You probably won’t remember this, but you once expressed jealously for the couple of frogs that I mentioned we had in our garden yonks ago. (You had designs on reducing the slugs in your garden, I think!) Well, we had a wildlife pond installed this summer and we discovered that we actually had at least 5, because they all appeared as soon as the pond was filled with water. The books say that frogs aren’t bothered about ponds once they’ve spawned, but ours are all definite pond-lovers and sought out crevices around the edge of the pond in which to doze during the day, when not taking the occasional dip.
After this, all went well for a time until I put the pump on one day that feeds a short water course above the pond, and a frog shot out of the end of the pipe into the first small pool! It had obviously decided that the long black plastic “cave” was a great hideaway!
While I tried to work out how to stop it getting into the pipe, while still allowing the pipe to function, another frog joined it so that two of them would come hurtling out every time we switched the pump on! Total idiots, the pair of them – getting thrown onto the cobbles around the little pool every day but then going back into the pipe when the pump was switched off!
These frogs don’t realise how lucky they are! I’ve just bought a special heater to stop the pond freezing, so that the frogs hibernating at the bottom don’t suffocate when the pond gets covered with ice. Hopefully, this lot will all survive and we’ll have hundreds of new froglets next year. The slugs won’t know what’s hit them next summer!