The frog and the fishes

I'm so thankful and appreciative to the reader who shared her experience on the mystery of goldfish disappearing from her pond... we have several frogs in our pond, but I could had never ever imagined that the sweet frogs, dwellers of our pond were the culprit of the missing fishes... My poor husband was going bonkers. Off  his head researching the Internet on this matter and swore on all the fairies in my woods that it was a blue heron snatching away our fishes. Which, I always thought it was the craziest of idea ever, because I have never ever seen a blue heron around here in all the years we lived here.  Well, maybe one, but I can assure you this one is not a predator... hehe.

At least now I know...  those ladies in our pond, I'm now convinced are frog witches.  I swear I have already seen them and their spotted chests and bellies flying over the privets above our cottage. Pure magic they are...  Fierce and bold, mean and beautiful. 

The pond is looking so pretty these days with the amount of vegetation growing around it.  All the Elephant Ear bulbs I planted last year came back, and they are flourishing so well, so verdant and big and precious to me.  I also have a Macho Fern growing there, which I love and will have to figure out if these precious plants can be left outside for the winter... 

I can hardly believe this is the same pond of two years ago... 

 I cut some roses from the front gardens the other day...

Love how the white of the roses and dark purple of this simple vase look together...

And I am keeping the old gladiolus and Allium flowers that have dried in their vase...  they look so pretty... 

I can almost hear my sweet dear mom saying, "baby we need to throw those thing away, they're dead"...  What is it about dried flowers I so love?  

Remember that certain rose bush I'd judged of 'sterile' early at the beginning of this spring?  Oh, it had proven me wrong in more than a thousand surprising way.... yeah, Nature is just amazing, ain't it! 

Although slow in bearing its fruits at the beginning, this bush has surpassed me beyond my dreams.... Nature is so precise, it's faithfulness never ceases to amaze me...

Ohhh see that precious dark background of the magical woods behind?  

I'm sitting here, imagining I dwell in the magical world of the Inklings, on the fringes of the far West, in the pure lands the Holy Ones had made for themselves....

Oh, I hear little giggles.  You?  Yes, yes... and I can hear the swishing of bushes and low vegetation being pushed away... by fairies, I'm sure.  Or do you suppose this may have something to do with those witches of frogs?   Mindless bumpkins! You blithering bogvumpers! ;) 

I hope you're having a lovely day wherever you are.  It's been so hot and dried here as I've never seen. I'm sitting by my window, desperately waiting for the first sign of rain to reveal.  Oh clouds clouds come floating 'round into my forest, carry rain or usher storm! ;)

See you sooonnn, friends!