It's been a fair few years since I set off with a jam jar to collect frog spawn. It was one of those things kids just seemed to know how to do, and when was the right time. It won't have been something my Mother would have prompted as she can't stand frogs, or anything associated with them.
We also took it to school, and put it on the nature table, where we observed the transition from blobby mass to tiny frogs. There was a fair sized pond at my Junior school and I imagine it got well stocked each year.
Yesterday saw me out with the net cautiously reaching into my own pond to snare a bit of spawn for my nephew to take home and observe. A process that's more difficult than it seems. Nature has ensured that all the little cells stay together and it's quite hard to separate.
I was hoping the snow hadn't done any damage and it doesn't seem to have, frost usually sends the spawn cloudy and kills it, but this was clear. Just very cold.
Of course it had to go in a traditional jam jar with string handle, but a lid had to be on for the car journey which is so not retro. But practical.
The water it's in came from the water butt, not the pond, as I didn't want to lean over (see above link!) and also had some interesting bugs in it. Not sure what they are but no doubt they'll be food for the froglets eventually.