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The Thistlewick Community Garden has hired a full-time weather consultant, ending a season in which its members planted tomatoes, kale and a snow shovel in the same raised bed. The new consultant is a green frog named Cornelius, who was chosen after he sat motionless on a lily pad for six hours and looked, in the words of the committee, deeply informed.
The garden's troubles began when a spell of wildly changing weather left gardeners unsure what to do. One week brought sun suitable for sunbathing, the next brought hail suitable for complaining. Members responded by hedging their bets, which in gardening means owning a sun hat, a raincoat and a small tent that can be worn as either.
Treasurer Philippa Gooseberry-Lane said the hiring was a matter of risk management. "We were spending a fortune on frost fleece and shade cloth, sometimes on the same afternoon," she said. "Cornelius costs us only a bucket of flies a week, and he never once asked for a retreat."
The frog delivers his forecasts each morning at seven. He sits on the edge of the pond and croaks at the sky, and the committee interprets the result. One croak means rain, two croaks mean sun, and a long period of silence means that anything could happen, which the committee has agreed is the most honest forecast available.
Early results have been encouraging, if hard to measure. On Tuesday Cornelius dived into the pond at lunchtime, and within ten minutes the allotment was empty of gardeners and full of drizzle. A beanpole named Barnaby, which has stood in the garden for many years, was heard to creak approval.
Not everyone is convinced. Retired member Ottoline Reeve, who has kept a rain gauge since before the others were born, insists her knee has been predicting the weather for decades. The committee has offered her a place on the advisory panel, directly beneath the frog and slightly above the scarecrow.
The garden has also introduced a Hedging Levy, a small fee charged whenever a member plants something and its opposite. So far it has raised enough to buy a second bench, which Cornelius has declined to use, preferring the lily pad.
At press time, the forecast for the week read: partly croak, with a chance of flies. Members have been advised to dress in layers, plant in rows, and keep the snow shovel near the tomatoes, just in case the frog is feeling ambitious.
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