How cool is it when you get to blog about a blog set up by a friend of your parents? Bushranger posts about birds and plants and books in the Geelong area, and has put up a magnificent photograph of a poddlebonk frog in her garden.
Our own frog, Herbert, is much shyer, and I've only seen him once, swimming in the stone basin underneath the tap. But I can hear him as I'm typing now. And have even thought I detected a different cry. Perhaps Herbert has found happiness amidst the violets?
Thursday, November 08, 2007
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I'm frogless to the best of my knowledge, but I do have my dad working on his wartime memories for some guest posts. I offered to set him up his own blog but he said he'd rather just colonise mine.
A rare thing: a colonisation to be anticipated with pleasure...
I think that if you had a frog, you would know. We set up a little boggy area in the garden, but I think Herbert spends most of his time near the water bowl under the tap.
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