For some they know that spring is on the way when they first see snowdrops or daffodils. For others it may be the sight of fluffy ducklings or lambs gambolling in fields. But I have a pond in my garden. Spring for me is heralded by the loud croaking and sight of massed tangles of frogs all copulating noisily and energetically in the water. Personally, I prefer the lambs, ducklings and daffodils. How do you know that winter is passing?
Are you in your forever house?
Have you stopped buying papers?
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