A few weeks ago, I blogged about the giant toad that was lurking outside our back door. Sunday, after a big overnight rainstorm, and again today, after another, we are suddenly under amphibian assault by hundreds of teensy-tiny frogs, no bigger than pencil erasers, clearly just hatched and on the move. This morning, there were literally dozens just outside the garage door, waiting to come on in. Some found their ways into the house, under the storm door or patio screen. On the way back from my run, I couldn't help but squash a few underfoot, they were still so numerous on the sidewalk along the pond.
It all sounds rather disturbing, and certainly is so to Shannon, but come on - aren't they kinda cute?
