This evening as I came home from Leyton station I found a toad walking along the pavement of Francis Road, a side road with a mixture of shops and houses.
I presume a frog or toad on the move at this time of year is off to a pond to mate and knows where it is going, so best to leave well alone - unless crossing the road when I help it to the other side.
I couldn't have done much straight away anyway as I had my arms full of offcuts rescued from a skip.
I did wonder about getting a bucket when I got home, going out to find the toad again, and bring it to my garden with my pond and plenty of cover. However, I don't know whether the toad would be content to stay or rather struggle to make its way back to its home pond.
On this date in 2009 I recorded a butterfly flying past the window, either a tortoiseshell (called King Georges in Cornwall where I was brought up) or a comma.
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