Today, I had to take the 4-wheeler for a ride. The battery had died (again) and after I jumped started it, it needed to run for awhile. Away I went with my camera to the pond at Mom’s timber.
I wanted to try to photograph the ducks.
I did see this pretty hawk.
I also found a gazillion tadpoles.
Upon returning home, I started to rearrange my plastic Adirondack chairs on the deck and thought, “Ewww, what is that blob?” Upon closer inspection, it was a tree frog, sunning itself, while resting up for my evening serenade. I’ve been loving having the windows open, hearing the frogs and robins sing their happy spring songs.
Evidently, May 7th is the Day of the Frog.
May you have a hoppy one. At least a tad hoppy.