After a friend had told me about how Painted Lady butterflies had come over in their hordes from Morocco, I went out into the garden and instantly spotted two on a hebe bush. The brighter one was joined by the paler one and they went spiralling into the sky on a graceful mating dance.
The frog we rescued from the top pond's overflow tank (it couldn't get out as there was no frog ladder) now looks happily settled in the bottom pond where it has the fish for company.
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