Singing Frogs

When it gets dark outside, I begin to hear the tell tale low throaty calls of frogs, who seemed to have been re hydrated by the recent rain we finally got.

They call low and deep and long, singing a symphony of sounds as they mingle around my pond; I hear them well as it is about 10 paces from my bedroom window.

They talk and talk and talk.
But that is not all they do!


They were very busy last night.



VERY busy!!




I cannot accurately enough photograph the unreal numbers of slimy strings of frogs eggs wrapped to and fro through my water plants.


But I tried!
Have a wonderfully delightful summer day.