Gray Treefrog

I was sitting outside watching the hummingbird activity around the feeders, when suddenly a little gray treefrog seemed to come sailing out of nowhere into view.  It landed on the stem of one of my rose bushes, where it sat very still, hoping to blend in with its surroundings.

“Sometimes the best place to be is nowhere to be found.”  ~Unknown

Wearing camouflage

“Depth must be hidden.  Where?  On the surface.”  ~Hugo von Hofmannsthal

Blending in

This green frog blends in well with the color of the surrounding duckweed, and can easily go unnoticed.  What commonly gives its presence away is its high, reverberating chirp or an occasional hop.

“So you’re a little weird? Work it! A little different? OWN it! Better to be a nerd than one of the herd!”  ~Mandy Hale

Among the fallen leaves

 

On a hike in the woods, I caught sight of this tiny frog hopping among the fallen leaves.  Eventually, it settled in a spot that had been flooded by some rain water.

“A fallen leaf is nothing more than a summer’s wave goodbye.”  ~Unknown

Standing among the duckweed

This spot at the Reelfoot National Wildlife Refugee is one of my favorite places to stand and listen to silence, intertwined with the occasional sweet sounds of nature.

“In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be,
Where all the noises, that on peace intrude
Come from the chittering cricket, bird, and bee,
Whose songs have charms to sweeten solitude.”
~John Clare

Frogs on a log

While visiting the Reelfoot National Wildlife Refuge, I was able to spot a couple of  frogs — a Green Frog and a Gray Treefrog.  They were both sitting on logs, soaking up some sun.

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Well,
if I were a belly-floppin’ frog
I’d sit in the sun on a little old log,

and I’d doze
doze
doze…

with my eyes closed
closed
closed…

if I were a belly-floppin’ frog      

Ribbit!
~Unknown

Sing

upland chorus frog upland chorus frog

This tiny frog was sitting on a blade of grass in our backyard.  I believe it is an Upland Chorus Frog.  Tennessee’s Watchable Wildlife describes it’s call as “short, raspy and rises in pitch; sounds like someone dragging their thumbnail over the teeth of a comb.”  Not a terribly flattering description of this little frog’s singing voice, but I sure do enjoy sitting on the screen porch at night and listening to its chorus.

“Every life composes a song of its own.”  ~Jeff Veach