I’ll use yesterdays post as a springboard to today’s post. It was the sounds of the frogs that bring all sorts of memories to mind.
I recall fishing after dark one evening. My brother and I were in the boat heading toward our home dock. We cut the engine and drifted the last 100 feet because our dock was in a very shallow area of the lake. As we got closer we shone a beam of light from our diving light to locate the dock, but as we got closer we could hear a symphony of frogs. I cast the beam on the sandy shore and we were surprised to see every inch of the shore occupied by frogs right at the waters edge and they were all singing.
We took up the oars for a diversionary stroll up the quarter mile sandy shore line. The entire length of that shore that was sandy had singing frogs. Their eyes reflected the light of our beam. It was strange casting a beam of light down the shore and seeing tens of thousands frog eyes reflecting back at you.
If I were to compile a list of the top 100 things I have seen with my own eyes; this sight would easily be in the top ten.