This is Safari, our resident gray tree frog. I find him so stunningly beautiful. The pond dried up over the past week, so my boy and I have given the one surviving tree frog tadpole refuge in a large jug on our kitchen counter.
Here is my girl getting ready to pat Clara. Clara is one of a small handful of our hens whom I can identify by voice alone; her regular talking cluck is a long "peeeeeeep."
Here the girl does some work by the coop, while two curious hens look on.
