Goose Pond Mountain Created Wetlands, 26 March 2008

Kat reflects on a walk at the boardwalk...

Frogs, frogs, everywere!

Our neighbor needed us to walk her dog for her today, so the girls and I took "Pebbles Honey" (as they fondly call her) over to the boardwalk at Goose Pond for some exercise. We wanted to tire out the little five-pound Yorkie so Jaime, our 5-months-pregnant neighbor, wouldn't have to come home exhausted so late at night to a pouncing puppy still full of energy. As we made our usual circle we were delighted to hear not only the sound of the Spring Peepers but the quacking of the Wood Frogs. They were so bold as to allow me, two toddlers, and a dog to get right up close to their mating spot in the Buttonbush Swamp. We laughed as we listened to their "song," sounding much more like a flock of ducks than a group of frogs. Lily giggled as she listened to them and watched them swim.

We also spotted some old Coyote scat, promping me to keep Pebbles on a much shorter leash than usual.

Every day at Goose Pond yeilds something wonderful.