When I got to the pools at Pawling Farm I noticed the toads immediately. Everywhere I walked little tiny toads were underfoot. Thousands and thousands and thousands of them. Just a fingernail in length and with so much energy and determination. I knew I had to get a good picture. But they were so small and so fast and so well camouflaged. I found a bunch of buttercups. Sat down and tried and tried to catch a little toad and put him on the buttercup. They were all there, but it was so hard. I almost gave up. They were so fast. They had no interest in the buttercup. Finally I took a buttercup and dunked it in the water thinking a toad might want a little drink. Whatever, the next toad stayed around long enough for a picture. Here he is..
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