Two suburbanite boomers throw caution to the wind, postpone retirement, and move to a farm in Indiana. There they intend to live happily ever after.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Nature Notes: RRRRibbit.
It's Save the Frogs Day, and in honor of the event I'm posting a snapshot of the kind we see most often around the wet areas of the yard. No clue what kind they are, but it's a joy to hear them sing.
There's also a tiny green one that likes to hang out on the milkweeds in summer, and I suspect there are several others. We hear a cacophony of different voices in the spring, but somehow I can never spot them.
I don't know a lot about frogs, but Michelle does. Check out her blog for lots of great information: Rambling Woods.
P.S.: Factoids: Frogs breathe through their skins as well as lungs, and they can see up, down, and straight ahead at the same time. What do you suppose that's like?