I knew that toad-in-the-hole was an English dish made of Yorkshire pudding with sausages stuck in as it baked, but I didn’t know that our garden toads made themselves similar holes. I probably should have, but that one escaped me until I saw this one.
The hole was just big enough for the toad to fit, with a small space around it. I don’t know how the roof stayed up, because our soil is very sandy so I would have expected it to collapse.
The camouflage is good, too. The toads in my garden do have different shades of brown/green, depending on soil colour or if the soil is hidden by short plants.
It’s been a while since I posted anything here. This metaphorical drought is partly due to a physical drought. Until two weeks ago, we have only one rain shower since early May. My garden was a complete failure. After initial attempts at watering from the creek, I couldn’t keep up. Because our “soil” is mostly sand, the water just disappeared within hours under the sun and 30ºC heat so it would have taken all my time to keep it watered.
I’ve figured out a plan for irrigating next year, but it was too late once I realized it was needed, so got almost no vegetables this year. Luckily, I was too lazy to plant all my new perennials so they were safe in the greenhouse and I’ve started planting them so they can flower next year. Most will be safe enough once established, though I lost quite a few established perennials and even small bushes this year.
A few days after we finally got some rain, by way of torrential downpours, the forest floor sprouted many fungus fruiting bodies.
I’m not that great at identifying fungi, so you’ll just have to enjoy the pictures without knowing exactly what they are.