A new neighbor

Ok, I have to say it (or whine it): It's been terribly hot here. Heat index over 110 for too many days to think about. Hot, its hot, really hot. Hot. So hot.

Got the picture yet? I suppose you do. I know I do. It's funny, when we lived in California, it could get over 100 and it didn't feel that hot. But it was a dry heat. I can still remember walking outside and feeling my skin tighten up from losing moisture. No problems like that here. It's been big hair for me! You know, curly thick hair goes REALLY big with 97% humidity. No control. Ah, control is overrated, I guess. We finally got a reprieve from the heat yesterday. Its supposed to be a nice weekend with less heat and less humidity. Yeeeeaaaaahhhh. It rained and rained hard! Ohhhh I could hear the grass sing.

I walked to the dock in a light drizzle-it was so nice to be able to walk outside and not have a hot wet towel thrown around me. As I walked on the dock, I heard a big splash under it. I have heard it before and figured it was the little frog I have seen. I sat on the dock for a bit and got up and turned around to hear and see a big slash beside the dock. Hmmmm. That was a big splash for a little frog. I walked to the area and looked down. I saw something strange and bent over and saw this:

Ohhh, yeah, you can't call him a little frog. It was a BIG bull frog. The strange thing I saw was his leg all folded up as he tried to hide.I am guessing when you are a BIG frog, hiding gets hard to do.