A couple of Sundays ago, Kevin drew my attention to what we thought was a silvery toad, that seemed to be stuck to a nook in the stairs to our deck. I touched its cold back gingerly, but it didn’t move a muscle. Naturally, we assumed it was dead, and proceeded to mourn it with the usual murmurs of regret.
Kevin headed back to the garage at the front of the house, while I proceeded to water in some of our new plantings. A thought struck me, and I decided to give the “toad”, a gentle spray with the hose (don’t ask me why!). Much to my surprise, the toad began to move in a 45 degree angle towards the spray! I was ecstatic, and called to Kevin to come and see.
Of course, as it was Sunday, and the readings at church had concerned the revivifying of a dead man, I christened the toad, Lazarus.
I managed to pick Lazarus up and carry him to the bottom of the garden, near St. Francis, where it is really boggy. He quickly settled in under the fronds of the goats’ beard we had planted there.
An internet search revealed that our “toad” was actually a “Grey Tree Frog” who had not turned green.
A few hours later, when I checked the spot, he had vanished! I was chagrined.
Today, we were out in the backyard and I was just putting down some pots of plants that will be going in the garden soon, when Kevin again called to me. This time, “Lazarus” was sitting in the sun, on the bit of trough that extends out from the side of the house. He was much greener now before (in fact, he seems to have gotten bigger too, and he may NOT be Lazarus at all). I shall call him, Ra since he does seem to love the sun.
I think Lazarus and Ra will be quite happy when we put this spider plant into the ground with the goats’ beard.
Last night we spotted a Meadow Vole underneath the fence. I think it will be much harder to get a photo of him. He’s quite shrew-like, so he has been given the name, Petruchio. Get it?