Frogs enjoying their happy place.
a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label leopard frog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label leopard frog. Show all posts
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Friday, July 22, 2016
Monday, June 27, 2016
Enter Their Realm
and you pay an admission price
Where there are ants
there are ant eaters
many ant eaters
When I finished clearing what I thought needed clearing I built a sanctuary in the same area with all their occupation requirements. Bon appetit, my precious bug eaters.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Damsel Fly
My favorite out of focus picture for the week.
I would like to paint this on canvas.
Must be their happy season
They are plentiful
and very busy.
Damsel fly then they fall
Maybe this Leopard Frog has a taste for Flied Meat!
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Monday, December 28, 2015
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Leopard Frog In Seven Lines
Trying Kelly's challenge of the seven line stanza
with syllable count
Please keep in mind I have to practice to improve.
Thanks.
Leopard frog is amphibious
His spots and stripes help him hide
lives outside
In spring he likes to sing
calling for his bride
his natural coloring
postpones his dying
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
The Keeper of History
I thought of Dad today
As I cleaned away
In a shop of memories
Of him and for me
World War II bag and cans
Handleless hammers and axes
Still waiting for him to repair
And parts of his dad were also there
Fishing nets and cotton scales
cans of oil and cow bells
I hang them high for all to see
I am the keeper of history.
While I clean I must not forget
to respect the nature that has claimed this for a nest.
Joining Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Monday, September 14, 2015
Mass Organization Against Insurmountable Odds
The wagon was full of ants and eggs. They did not like me disturbing their nests and were frantically hauling eggs to their imagined safety. I had to find a new job until they settled down.
I stupidly picked this one to help Hubby get organized.
So I began...one square foot at a time.
First job was to empty the left corner,
move an oil barrel and find what Dad had stored inside.
I dredged with a stick and hung oily items to drain into the barrel. We had steel traps, log chains, and truck chains. I still have something I can't quite remove. It will be a hard earned surprise.
Remind me that I said Dirty hands are happy hands.
This was totally disgusting.
The barrel is probably more valuable than the items I rescued.
I had company.
Four square feet of stuff sorted
and many, many feet to go.
I know I will regret saying this but
Dirty feet are Happy feet.
Thursday, July 2, 2015
It Was A Three Frog Day
Yep, that's a frog...a bull frog hiding from the heat of the day.
Bothered Hubby while he was playing mechanic.
to hold my other Bull frog for a better picture.
This is the largest Leopard Frog I've ever seen.
Then
in
the
pile
of
posts
I
was
moving
I
met
a
frog
eater
It was an exciting day in my yard.
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