It's like a jungle out there

This was the nicest part of my day, near the beginning. I was walking back up the drive and heard a croaking noise coming from under the bridge so I wandered down to have a look. Not a frog or toad to be seen, but it was peaceful down by the water. The burn is only a trickle just now as we have had little or no rain for all of September. The Hart's Tongue ferns are growing in profusion, however.