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Snowflake observing fish (and her reflection)
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Frog Eggs in the Pond
The sun is shinning and the air is filled with the feeling of Spring. It’s almost 50 degrees and the fish in the pond have woke from their winters nap. The first feeding of the the year is always fun as the fish are just like us. They are hungry but it takes them a while before they decide to have their morning cup of “Coffee” or rather bit of breakfast in the form of fish pellets.
We removed the netting that catches the winters gift of fallen leaves and discovered a skein of frog eggs. Mommy frog wasn’t too happy though when she discovered that her little darlings tads were no longer where she thought they belonged. Upon discovering that they were rolled up in the netting we carefully relocated them back in the edge of the pond and Mommy Frog was HAPPY AGAIN! Frogs are such amazing creatures and this Mom was no exception.
“It was the first time I had ever heard a frog cry.”
I didn’t even know they could cry! We kept hearing this strange noise coming from the water and upon furter investigation we saw her swimming toward us with her head out of the water. The sound she was making wasn’t the normal sound you hear frogs make. It wasn’t a croak but like a muffeled wooshing sound. In fact I thought at first it was the sound of a big bird flying overhead. What a good Mommy Frog she was. She did not give up until she had her little tads back with her in the water.
“It’s amazing how mothers of any species will stop at nothing to protect their babies.”