Testing… Testing…

Found a test this morning that purports to tell me what kind of frog I am. Oh Best Beloved, who could resist finding out? Forget Meyers-Briggs et al: this is my kind of test!

Guess what? I’m not a frog at all. I’m a common toad! Let’s see… rotund body… mostly nocturnal… walks slowly… searches out insects… sensibly digs down deep to keep warm when cold weather hits… this is all sounding so familiar.

Ribbet.


I'm a Common Toad!

“The largest toad found commonly in Europe, the Bufo Bufo species can grow up to 20cm in length with a rotund body. Active mostly at night, this toad will walk about slowly, sometimes making short jumps, in search of insects, worms and other invertebrates. This makes it of great help to farmers. At the end of autumn it buries itself in the soil where it remains until good weather arrives again.”

What kind of Frog are you?
UPDATE: With all my apologies to our European cousins, I’ve decided I really am a common American toad. I’ve changed the photo accordingly; pictured is Bufo americanus, or as we call him, “Ted the Toad,” who lives in our yard.

A Chip Off the Old Block

Portrait of Stewart the Bunny's son James

This is James, my favorite baby bunny from Stewart and Petunia’s three litters this year. The shape and size of his ears and his white-patched ruffly fur are pure Petunia. But his trim size and personality are all Stewart.

Stewart the Bunny's son James

To my delight, James, like his father Stewart, companionably hops out of his hidey hole to check things out when I’m in the yard. I can stand or sit less than five feet from him without causing him any alarm, although he is a bit camera shy and will not let me as close if I have That Suspicious Camera that Makes Dangerous Noises in my hand.

Unlike Stewart, James becomes very skittish if anyone else appears, and instantly bolts for safety, for which I’m glad.

A shy bunny is a safer bunny, when it comes to the Big Wide World.

Bee-utiful!

Bumblebee surrounded by an orange/yellow swirl of dahlia petals

I love the way our little fuzzy bumblebees look, and I’m inordinately fond of dahlias, so it’s always an appealing combination for me when I see a bumblebee gathering pollen deep within the heart of a dahlia bloom.

It just makes me smile.

The End of the Rainbow

Rainbow at twilight behind wind turbine

Last Monday, even though it was raining, we decided to take a drive to find the new wind farm that was completed this summer in northeast Wisconsin. The wind farm was designed to generate 145 megawatts (MW) of electricity from 88 Vestas wind turbines, which means it’s capable of powering about 36,000 homes. In practical terms, that means that this wind field alone generates enough power to provide the electricity for two out of every hundred residences in Wisconsin.

Sounds like a winner to me.

Right as we approached, the sun came out from a break in the clouds behind us, creating a spectacular rainbow arching over the wind turbines.

Awesome.

aHA!

Mr. Grasshopper chomping on a white dahlia

I’ve been wondering who’s been chomping on my dahlias, as these are in pots too tall for the yard bunnies to reach.

Ah, yes, it’s Mr. Grasshopper.

I do believe it’s time for a nice big ol’ fat spider or two to come pay a visit to the dahlias…

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