OK, I know I'm late with this.
What can you do?
May is when, normally, green things explode, plants, flowers, bushes, shrubs, trees all come into bud, leaves burst forth and it looks glorious as a precursor to summer.
But this May has been different.
I read that just up the coast they recorded 99mm of rain for the month, the highest in a decade, and we had frosts at night until after the May Day weekend.
We check the ponds most days for frogs and/or tadpoles. The tads are getting quite large now, but still have no legs. The frog lazes in the surface of the larger pond, belly all swollen, like me at a health far, it looks quite happy with its tadpole-based diet.
As the month went on, more and more bulbous buttercups opened at the top end of the meadow, until they almost hid the grass, quite the sight.
Elsewhere there is Salad Burnet:
The cats hide in the long grass and flowers like panthers on the savannah:
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In the smaller, top pond we have newts, at least three, of what we think are Palmate Newts. They were getting frisky when I snapped this:
As the month closed, there is a sea of buttercups, but at the other end of the garden there is a host of Ox Eyed Daisies about to bloom, and what a sight they'll be.
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It looks lovely, Ian.
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