I don’t suppose I should call them all Melissa’s frogs or her toads — she’s the friend for whom I try to make a reasonable attempt at photographing the amphibian-kind of the forests wherever I visit. They do have species names and local titles. I think this little fellow, actually he would have fit inside the palm of my hand, he might be an American toad.
Later I did see a teeny tiny frog that could have sat on the tip of my finger with room to spare. He moved too fast for me to capture. At first I thought it was a cricket. Aside from frogs and toads, I did see a few other things in the woods that made the day quite special.
You can learn more about the Assabet River National Wildlife Refuge via this link.
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