Back at the pond the other evening we discovered Mr. Frog. He was very green and nice and big. I was happy to find him. But, he didn't seem to want to move, even when prodded lightly with a stick. Fed up, he finally turned on the stick and tried to attack it. So much for a jumping frog.
We could find no sign of the Geese, and I'm beginning to worry that Papa and Mama Goose were scared away from their nest. I hope we find out otherwise. Maybe their babies hatched and they took them away somewhere else.
And then, checking on our nest, I was very disappointed to discover this:
It appears that someone came and ate the little blue egg that was in the nest. Maybe next time we will find some happier news in the woods.