Think this pretty much sums up my mood today ... NO ... not up to my neck in pond weed.
I'm stripped 'up to' my ankles soaking in the warm rays of Spring sunshine with a smile as wide as this frogs on my chops.
A successful week gardening, despite arm-wrestling a selection of vicious rose bushes and the resulting blood-transfusion required, I did manage to create 2 beautifully tidied gardens (if I do say so myself).
And to top it all, we have this most handsome / beautiful of frogs in the small pond, wearing a very fashionable chocolate, brown outfit with black spots ... so 2012. He / she just sits there ... smiling gormlessly at me ... doesn't bat an eyelid either when I stroke its head. We are in tune with each other ... in a gormless way.
No ... I'm NOT going to kiss it ... we're just good friends.