Frogpocalypse

At first I thought they were flower petals or leaves scattered on the road until I realized they were all frogs. There were thousands underfoot. Most hopped towards the curb as I approached but many hopped further into the middle of road. Later, as I stood talking with a neighbour in her yard about the frogs, she said it sounded like popcorn each time a car drove by and sure enough it did.

Ducks and ducklings

From Paul and Tina's farm.

Ducks in the duck house discussing important matters with the month old ducklings:

Ducks in a jug. These two females were lying on a batch of eggs and weren't happy about me looming over them so close. Hissed at me the whole time:

Always a bossy one in the squad:

Only a day old and already making leaps:

Last embers of the day

View from the kitchen window at the end of this hottest of days.