tequila_frog birdmad rainy evening flashback summer thunderstorm not quite dark outside yet hours of rain in the morning brought the army of toads out of the riverbottom like a biblical plague, erupting from backyards and vacant lots, lain dormant since the last major storm like this spawned a breeding frenzy river toads running across the park and over to a friends house walking up the street and seeing an odd, horrible, fascinating and (in its own tracig way) amusing sight as i come up the walk way one of the toads in the gutter takes a really high arching hop and ends up impaling itself unwittingly on one of the spiny agave fronds being an eleven-yer old with a fondness for horror movies, i thought it was kinda cool in a sad way i mean, hey, what were the odds, really 35th avenue and broadway were practically slick with roadkilled amphibians, but of all the ways they met their ends, this was the most unlikely and how so many survived the speedway parking lot during the peak of the summer race season is still beyond me but i suppose i shouldn't laugh really being a bird has always meant the incipient risk of windowpanes airplanes and powerlines 021120 ... eklektic las rana venenosas fosforescentas = neon colored poison dart frogs 021121 what's it to you? who go blather from