The toads spent the warmer months startling me.
When I reached to pull a weed, I caught sight of a toad eyeballing me.
One staked out the geranium as his home and hunkered under the leaves as I watered the plants in the morning.
Others liked the gravel and bugs in the barn. One insisted on sitting in the doorway, and I learned to look for it before entering the barn.
Others lived under trees and hopped into the air when I approached with the mower.
I've never seen so many toads as I have this year.
And now, on this first day of all, they're still surprising me. When I went to fill the outdoor pets' water bowl, this guy glared at me. Had I interrupted his bath or swim?
When do you hibernate for winter? And where do you go?
And, will you come back next spring?