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



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4 comments:

  1. Mama Ash GroveSeptember 14, 2009 at 11:16 AM

    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.

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  2. AbbySeptember 14, 2009 at 11:53 AM

    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

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  3. Caitlin and JaredSeptember 15, 2009 at 8:38 AM

    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!

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  4. EricaSeptember 20, 2009 at 10:57 AM

    i too love the sound, but had never seen one, thank you for sharing.

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