If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it:
In point of fact, I almost didn’t see it.
This was the fourth time Mary deported the critter from her gardening shoe, whereupon it hopped out of her hands onto the concrete patio. She hauled it to the far end of our lot and wished it well; so far it has not returned.
We are reliably informed it’s a gray tree frog, not a toad as we originally thought.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 
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My “Zelig” i.e. the Eurasian woodcock (Scolopax rusticola). Tried to zoom in between slats through the kitchen window.
“Scolopax rusticola”
It stabs the ground just like the big woodpeckers around here do when they’re hunting grubs: ouch!
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