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