The Wogs
On Friday, we came home from a visit with my parents with some polliwogs to observe. We’re keeping them on the front porch. This morning marks our fourth day with them, and they’re sprouting tiny back legs and burrowing into the gunk at the bottom of the jar for warmth.
We got them at a pond up the road from my parents’, one of my favorite places in the world. We went swimming there many a summer night when I was growing up, and it was the site of church picnics and youth group outings and even one wedding I remember.
I hope they survive. I always feel stress when we do living creature observations. They’ll turn into little black toads, if all goes well.
It was a spectacular and changeable day, brilliantly sunny one minute and thunderous cloudbursts the next.
We saw bob-o-links, red-winged blackbirds, and one much-admired Baltimore oriole.
The next day, we actually saw the sun around here. Even the rabbit got to go outside for his first taste of the great outdoors.
I don’t think he liked it. He came inside and hid behind the buffet for 15 minutes.
More rain in the forecast, all the way into next week. I have a hard time with such weather! Hope you’re having sunny skies, wherever you are.
6 Comments
Carrie, Reading to Know
oh wow. That sunburst around the clouds is GORGEOUS!
Love the rabbit as well. ;)
Amy @ Hope Is the Word
Lovely, lovely pictures. I hope you have better luck with your tadpoles than we had with ours a few years ago!
http://www.hopeisthewordblog.com/2009/06/15/we-herpetologists/
Janet
I remember that sad turn of events, Amy — I learned from it. We’re keeping them in the shade!
I enjoyed looking at your pics again and comparing. Were yours frogs? Ours are toads — destined to stay very small. No one’s picked them up in their hands yet — still very fishlike!
Amy @ Hope Is the Word
Hmmm. . .I’m really not sure what they were now. I think they were small frogs, though.
Susan
LOVE your bunny – so sweet!!
Barbara H.
Odd, this post was not in my Google Reader. I remember catching tadpoles in water-filled ditches when I was a kid, but I don’t remember what we did with them after. As an adult I was uncomfortable with animal-related things. Our family probably would have done a lot more with that kind of thing if my husband had had time — his family grew up with a whole menagerie of critters.