West Park Haiku: Dusk, June 8, 2011
Sewer bond swamp art /Gregarious man, gin-smell/Frogs sing in the dark
West Park Haiku: Dusk, June 8, 2011
Sewer bond swamp art /Gregarious man, gin-smell/Frogs sing in the dark
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swarms of baby toads
hopping on paths near the ponds
kids taking them home
Q: Really toads? Or frogs?
This elicits childhood memories of watching tadpoles develop in a “lagoon” near my parents’ student housing in Iowa. Maybe inspired my interest in biology.
@1 Nice poem, George
@2 Nice anecdote, Vivienne.
:-) Thanks John.
Vivienne, really toads. Males were calling from the water in West Park back in April. [link]
There was a mind-boggling number of little black tadpoles in the large pond a couple of weeks ago, now they have metamorphosed. Toads transform at a smaller size than do frogs of comparable adult size, so now there are myriads of tiny tiny toads, no bigger than a fingernail.