Toads!

Last weekend, like every weekend from May 4th until the end of time, I was working in the yard, pulling up weeds and dead stuff. I was picking up handfuls of wet dead leaves when I ran across this guy. He startled me so much I almost fell over backwards. Toads. So small, so motionless, yet so terrifying!

Now I approach yard cleanup much more gingerly. If a couple of toads freak me out, I can't imagine what kind of screaming banshee I'd become if I ever reached into a pile of dead leaves and pulled out a snake.