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.
