You know all those old folklore tales of forecasting the weather?
“Red sky at night” and all that sort of thing?
Does anyone know any folklore tales of frogs and their spawning habits?
I ask because the lake is currently seething with frogs all merrily humping each others’ brains out and filling the gaps between the weeds with frogspawn. They don’t normally do that until mid February, or Valentine’s Day to be precise. I don’t remember them going hammer and tongs as early as January before.
So I predict we are going to have a blazing hot summer.
There again, we could be going to have a miserable cold wet summer.
I know it will be one or the other.
Or somewhere in between.