It's mating season for the frogs in our garden pond. An audible spectacle going on around the clock, and with a clear quack peak between midnight and four o'clock in the morning. That is exactly when I want to sleep my beauty sleep!
When I built the pond, I came up with a smart idea. I connected the drainpipe to a tube leading to the pond. This makes the pond abundantly filled every time it rains with lots of clean clear water from the building's roof. Brilliant!
But even the sun has spots ... Did not think of that the valve at the head end of the bed, becomes an audio amplifier for drainpipe. While gentle summer rain gives a soporific effect becomes frog’s choir not quite as enjoyable. Okay, I stand out with nine of them, but the tenth gets on my nerves. The smart ass has found his singing arena inside the tube and fills it with a muffled echoing QUACK - QUACK - QUACK!
Sometimes nature is so incredibly annoying!