Checking out moss (and black fly mouths) with a loupe
Guptill’s Foundation. Where did Ed hide his gold?
Hunter figures out that these deer bones were crunched open by a coyote
Speaking of coyotes, who’s track is this?!
Toad eggs hang in long ribbons, frog eggs in blobs.
We are transporting these to a nearby vernal pool since this puddle will dry up before the “toad-poles” are ready to hop. Skidder ruts and whatnot near pools are a pisser because eggs get laid in them by mistakes and never make it.
Hunter, an avid fisherman, is bummed that the heron got most of the trout, but he likes the new dock