I just never know who I'm going to find in my garden next. Mr Toad was underneath a water butt when we moved it so Steve has given him a slate roof to keep him safe. I didn't realise that birds might attack him. Poor little fellow. It must have been quite a shock for him to see us standing there. Our cottage is called Elm Tree Cottage but the elm trees went years ago so I suggested that we call it Toad Hall.
I have been gardening for quite a good part of the day so I'm worn out now! And now I have to get dinner but thought I would sit down at my laptop first. A glass of wine should revive me!
In the meantime, thank you for all your kind comments and Favs. It is always much appreciated.
