Brown and green with bulging, gold-green eyes, a soft, fat critter with wide, frowning mouth (and warts) sits on a concrete floor.

Toad Breath: American Toad

I’m sitting out on the deck, enjoying an evening chorus and glass of wine when that familiar trilling floats through the soundscape. There are lots of birds out there, but this isn’t a bird. It’s an American toad. He’s been hibernating over the winter, and now the ground temperature tells him that spring has arrived. […]

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