The Many Faces of Frog

  The small Frog Pond was getting tinier by the day.  We were lacking in rain until a nice thunderstorm dumped a half inch of water on us and filled the little pond a good bit.  With the sloping hill on the side, all of the water was funneled into the pond and raised the level enough to cause the cacophony of froggy calls to fill the night.  I was glad to hear my friends...and I do mean friends.  The frogs of the pond seem to have decided that I am not a threat so they do not even get out of my way when my hike takes me to the pond's edge.  I get tickled at the critters as they sit and stare at me as if to say "Are you going to feed us?"  Nope, I have not taken to feeding the frogs....yet.

  This morning, several dozen frogs could be seen in or near the pond.  I know many more were there unseen. The ferns and other plants give plenty of hiding spots on the edge while water lilies and water hyacinths provide cover within the pond.  Nary a one was skittish!  Mark was even laughing at me as I photographed the frogs.  Each one seemed to pose for me as I pressed the camera just inches away from the critter.  After taking a picture, I would thank the frog by stroking its back.  These critters are just that sweet!

  While most of the frogs that are visible during the day are Bronze Frogs, nighttime brings out dozens of types.  Bullfrogs, Green Tree Frogs, Leopard Frogs, Brown Tree Frogs, Narrowmouthed Frogs and all sorts of toads start their calling.  That Froggy Symphony lulls me to sleep each night as I lay listening to the calls through the open windows. Yep, this is another one of the good things about living on the Bayou.