This last week the joyous sound of numerous frogs in our small freshwater pond has lifted my spirits after a long, cold and dreary winter. I have never seen so many during the mating season in the pond since we moved here seven years ago. Already there are several clumps of spawn and soon it will cover the whole pond.
The grouse are busy claiming there territories and yesterday as we returned home there was a pair right by the drive gate. We hear them often and they are obviously going to be nesting quite close to the house.
We finally got back on the tennis court this last week after a lapse of three months due to the adverse weather. Our two courts at the local club are outdoor all-weather courts and must be the highest above sea-level in England! They are literally on the edge of the moor. Sometimes the wind can be a problem but you learn to adapt. Dressed in sweatshirts, tracksuits and gloves we embrace the cold and enjoy the excercise! It was while playing yesterday that we heard for the first time this year the calling of the peewit (lapwing). Soon they will return in numbers on the moors to breed once more.