He could climb right up the glass
Monday, September 14, 2009
Peeper
I love peepers. They signify home to me. When I was on my mission and homesick I would listen to a tape I had with peepers on it and be comforted. Despite my love for peepers I had never seen one. On September 8th I startled one out of the garden while I was weeding. He was a great little frog. I think he a good personality...for a frog anyway!
He could climb right up the glass
He could climb right up the glass
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4 comments:
Oh, isn't he cute! And such an interesting color. I remember seeing teeny tiny toads the size of dimes at the state park in Brighton.
Oh my word! That little thing is SO cute! its so little! I wish I had one to perch on my finger all the time. haha
I love peepers, but I don't remember ever seeing one before either! That is probably thing I have enjoyed most about moving back to New England--the night sounds. He seems very content to sit on your hand and letting you take a picture without jumping off!
i too love the sound, but had never seen one, thank you for sharing.
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