The first waggle of spring


Yesterday I did some pond preening, removing some of an overgrowth of weed which masked the whole surface of my tiny water hole, while trying to leave enough cover and variety of plants to be useful to the inhabitants.


Today the disturbed sludge had settled, and I crept up delicately on my window into the watery microcosm.  For once hope was instantly rewarded:  there are at least two newts and possibly more stalking and swirling in the depths.  And, for a moment, among the weeds and roots, I saw one of them doing his waggle dance.

Now, of course, I’m in horrible suspense, wondering how many eggs were in the weed I removed, and whether the laying has been disrupted by my interference.  Will there be efts this year?


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