I just can’t keep away from storms. I’m out on the hill watching the cloud formations, camera in hand. My tombstone will read ” This dummy was struck by lightning because she was photographing clouds.” It will be worth it.
We lost most of the pond frogs in my front yard pond last winter when an unexpectedly hard freeze sealed the top of the pond for too long. I missed their chirping in the evenings. Now all of a sudden we have a population boom in my Texas pond. A dozen or more frogs make a splashy exit every time I get too close. This morning I was lucky to snap a few family shots. They have my permission to eat all the mosquitos they want.
The waterfall pond was the place to be this hot Texas morning. We have a good crop of pond frogs this year.
Our deer population at my small Texas homestead feels the summer heat, just like my miniature donkeys. This tender-looking doe discovered the mineral block we recently put out for our donkeys. I look at her long, elegant face and wonder at the natural beauty around me. I’m hoping to see fawns with her soon.
He crept up so slowly. Watchful eyes. Translucent ears. A simple snack of grass seeds. A morning feast.