She arrived weeks ago
a slim, speckled, creature
hopping about, surveying her domain.
Her appearance was willy-nilly
days without once a sighting,
then evenings with just a glimpse.
Today was an off day
and spent it in the garden
trimming and transplanting.
The Pond needed topping off
thrilled to see Grandmother Toad
washing up on to the frog dock.
Rest of the day was spent
from the Pond and the garden.
O such a wiley one is she.
Patrolling for bugs, savouring slugs
returning for one last supper
then disappearing in to the garden.