Took me a while to find this elusive little frog as it sang in a puddle in a field. I zeroed in on him as he sang, but whenever I got close he would get quiet. Finally I was able to see him and swoop in for the catch. He cooperated nicely and was soon back out on the edge of the puddle trying to call in a female.
(The picture was there, honest!! Oh well, Blogger seems to be acting a little odd. I'll just send the picture again.)
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A cricket in the house can be torture! I love to hear them outside -- but inside? No thanks.
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