In case you were wondering about the frogspawn I blogged about in January, it's hatched and the pond has been full of wriggling tadpoles for a few weeks now. Only a couple were up and about first thing this morning.
It was very frosty though so perhaps you could forgive the tadpoles for hiding in the warmer depths of the pond.
I checked on my other babies in the polytunnel - sweet peas doing well, other seedlings peeping through, nine out of ten strawberry plants doing nicely (one completely missing, something has swiped it.)
Then Brian suggested we take the dogs for a short walk on the Preselis.
The dogs were keen on the idea of a walk, but they HATE travelling in the car.
We headed for Pantmaenog, just the other side of the hill from us and not far enough for car sickness to take hold. Puddles must be sampled which means wet paws.
The trees have been harvested recently and a network of paths opened up to walkers, horse riders and bicyclists. The effect of the loss of mature trees on the landscape is quite dramatic (this hill looked as if it had male-pattern baldness for a while) but it's softening now and the new baby trees are getting a foothold.
The paths are bordered by chattering streams with musical waterfalls leading to big still pools that reflect the clouds.
We had intended driving a little further to the top of this hill which has views towards Ireland, but the dogs couldn't cope with the car for that long today. Perhaps next time.
Looking down on the old Rosebush slate works with the path from the car park in the distance. The 'short' walk we planned turned into a two hour, eight mile hike right round Rosebush but the weather was lovely, the sun was shiny (mostly) and the two dogs were happy.