This Solstice, the weather was indifferent. Never to be discouraged, we dashed out between rain showers.
There might have been more dancing if I had fixed the headdresses, just a little more. There were plenty of giggles. Let’s face it, if you want to tempt back the sun, nasturtiums have to be a good choice!
The toadlets chose the Solstice to arrive for their annual visit. They are so tiny and so many of them. Their bodies are about 1 cm long. We have to tip-toe out of the back door, in fear of treading on one of them.
The back door has to be kept shut, otherwise they hop straight in. The children have developed a careful technique of relocating them back out into the big wide world. These little toads are surprisingly good climbers.
This evening, as I sat listening to AJ doing her music practise, I noticed a dust bunny (click here for explanation of dust bunny) hopping towards the harp. It inspired AJ to instant poetry. I guess that’s what happens when you are plucking harp strings.
Today, I saw a dust bunny
It hopped across the floor
expect it was no bunny
but a toad come through the door.
(I’m sure she will be polishing the poem a bit more in the morning, but it was so quick and funny I had to share!)
Hoppy…… Happy Solstice to one and all!
edited: Probably should explain that the toadlet had hopped in through the door and headed straight under a cupboard. There it found a dust bunny, which it brought out with it. Got to love those little fellows!