Ain’t Love Grand

I’m all for love.  Why shouldn’t I be?  After all, it is what makes the world go ’round, right?  But love has its place, and it’s not in my fountain.  Let me explain.

The last several weeks I have been busy cleaning away the remnants of last fall, watching my bulbs emerge, and watching with joy as the robins and cardinals grace me with their presence this season.  But the true indicator of spring is the Allium Garden fountain.  Every winter, we break down the pieces of the fountain and pack them away in the garden shed until spring.  I usually bug my husband for weeks in February and March to help me reassemble the pieces.  After several consecutive weeks of warm weather this year, he finally relented, and put all of the pieces together for me.  Why is this important you ask?  Symbolic of spring to be sure, but more importantly the birds love the water, and even more importantly, I get to watch them – in fact I watch them watching me watch them for hours on end!

And here is where it gets interesting.  As the birds and I play coy with each other at the fountain, I see something floating in the larger basin at the bottom near the ground.  I think I see the little frog from last year (let’s call him Romeo), but wait, he’s bigger, and there are two frogs now.  And o-h, they are positioned a little….funny in the fountain.  Last year Romeo was small and cute, and this year, he’s looking for love- and in my fountain.

As you can imagine, I had to escort them out, asking of course that they go someplace more private, but I see today they have both returned to the love shack that is my fountain. So the moral of this story?  Watch out, it’s spring and love can be found where you least expect it!

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2 Comments to “Ain’t Love Grand”

  1. Angela, please don’t wait for that “frog” to turn into a Prince. That bad boy is a toad. Nothing wrong with a toad in the garden as they eat lots of bugs. But I wouldn’t be kissing that one.

  2. Well, love is indeed grand, as is spring. “A.G.” should find flatter in that frogs want to frolic in her fountain. Romeo has found his love forest. He is not only a romantic, he’s a frugal frog! Flowers and a floating bed for free! That’s amphibious amore!

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