Franklin can be puzzling. He’s so long-legged and limber; exactly how has he tucked himself up here? His front legs are poised in front of him, bent at the knee joint. They’re a little indistinct because I’m still working with a camera that focuses when it wants to, so we’re mostly soft focus now. The visible hind leg is extended along with his tail. I’m thinking that underneath him, he’s thrust his other hind leg far forward and he’s resting his head and neck on that hind paw we don’t see. I think the the large joint on the back leg, called the hock, is partially visible in the picture; but you have to look close.
Pines . . . some are matter of fact and some get weird.
There’s even mimosa out there!
Franklin has no intention of editing, but he did remind me that listening to the critters outside is one of his passions and it’s time to post some of them.
As I’ve said before, taking pictures of insects around here is called “Looking for bugs in all the wrong places.” That goes for reptiles and amphibians, too. They will not seek out the nice natural backgrounds!
Chilling on pasteboard, I can’t find the identity of this moth/butterfly in the guides.
At least it’s sitting on a leaf; the background is a broom.
“I’ve heard all of those,” says Franklin. “seen ’em too.”
The hubs scooped up these tadpoles from a transient mud puddle in a (now) treeless part of town, where the sun would have sizzled the water away before they became frogs. He transferred them to shaded waters out in the woods. I’m amazed that they look so blue! Can’t find out any mention about blue tadpoles in nature guides so far.
We saw a frog hopping around a week or so later!
Days are often sunny . . .
But it’s raining a lot too . . .
Trapped in the car on a stormy evening.
That means a lot of leafy growth:
Stay tuned, we’ll be back. Meanwhile, fade to green.