We were able to finish moving the mulch pile yesterday.
Whilst doing so we were also able to embark upon the great wildlife that I get to see "in town". I look forward to the day when I get to move to MY farmhouse so that I can have problems like this and this and this.
This little guy(or gal) started out here. In the garage, on one of our lawn chairs.
Well, that just wouldnt do. So, we had to move him out to the rosebush.
Then we saw him again. I guess it may have been another guy all together. Im not sure. This is my first time seeing ones this grayish-brown color. All the ones I have seen have always been bright green.
G was very intrigued by the little guy. He wanted to hold him so badly. But the poor guy just didnt want to go on G's hand.
Im not sure I can blame him really. You never know when a 2 yr old may suddenly change his mind and decide hes done playing bug games. Then said bug ends up either squished or relocated in a moments notice.
Then, in amongst my very large woodpile there was this furry little friend. Im pretty sure there is more than one. I am also pretty sure that they WILL find a way into my house. They always do. But they are cute.
We also have a toad family living right outside the basement window. Or is it a frog? I cant know. We have 2 larger ones and then several little baby ones. And even little, itty, bitty baby ones.
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