We spent an evening down on the bog near to our home…

bringing home the last of the turf for the winter,

catching frogs

and sinking in the squelching sodden bog.

The last time we were here the ground was powdery dry and spongey, thanks to the long hot, dry spell, but today, those of us who went wearing only clogs (like, who wears clogs to the bog?!) came home with encrusted black feet.