My usual morning stroll, but I consciously kept my eyes wide open despite the familiar surroundings. This is what I saw:





hear the croaking frogs at night sometimes, but alas, this frog has croaked for the last time.
Time marches on, and so do I.
My usual morning stroll, but I consciously kept my eyes wide open despite the familiar surroundings. This is what I saw:
Time marches on, and so do I.
Whoa. That flower looks like the ones I saw on my Tan Creek walks!
And that is one dead-ass toad. Great pics as always.