Frogs

After a day of working and packing to go camping, we ran out to Ivy Run for a few hours at sunset. We were well rewarded: Bob caught three beautiful bass right in a row and the bull frogs entertained us the whole time with their long low chorus. There were more than I ever remember. As we walked down the dock, one skittered across the top of the water like a skipping stone then dove. By the time we left, however, they had moved back and we could see at least 7 heads above the water, the ripple moving outward with each croak. A love triangle developed amongst a group close to the dock and included what appeared to be a frog fight between the two males, water splashing as the female looked on. It was over very quickly and they retreated a few feet apart with the female still watching. They were still there when the mosquitoes finally drove us away. A wonderful, relaxing way to end the day.