Having a day off in the middle of the week is new to me, a direct result of having no childcare on Wednesdays. So, to make the best of it, I racked my brain and just happened to remember... tis the season for newt romance. We slogged through miles and miles of mud until we found this place. Little J looked and looked and looked...
and sure enough there they were.
On the way back to the car through miles of slush, Little J asks, "just what were those newts doing Grandma?" Hmmmmm, just playing JJ, just playing. Perhaps we will go back soon and see the results of the playful pursuits.
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