Trilling frogs

This little frog was camouflaged so well that I would have never seen him, had it not been for his loud melodic chirping.  At one point, when the lake got very still and quiet, he was joined by a great chorus of frogs all singing at different frequencies and volumes, scattered throughout the greenery.  It was a beautiful sound to the ears.

Later, as I was looking at the photos, I discovered that I had been so focused on the one vocal frog, that I had not noticed that there had been another quieter one hidden nearby (see the last two photos).  🙂

“If we can discover the meaning in the trilling of a frog, perhaps we may understand why it is for us not merely noise but a song of poetry and emotion.”  ~Adrian Forsyth

Taking charge

As I was taking photos of some turtles sunning on a log, a Great Blue Heron boldly landed on one end of the log and very assertively began marching herself right down the middle of it, scattering the turtles as she went.

“Givers have to set limits because takers rarely do.”  ~Irma Kurtz